Now don’t adjust your computer screens! Please don’t hit that back button, because you are reading this correctly. I am actually going to talk about something other than beer here.
Sometimes, when you are out at the bar with your buddies, beer just starts to weigh you down. Once you are five brews in, you start to get those grumbles in the stomach. The grumbles where if the ladies in the group want to dance, you just want to stay seated.
This, my friend, is where the Go-To drink comes in handy.
Basically, a Go-To drink is something that you know off the top of your head. You know you like it, it’s simple enough to make, and you aren’t spending your whole night asking the bartender; “What do you know how to make?”
Trust me! If I have to wait behind you while you are wasting more than A MINUTE asking the bartender that, I’m going to be pissed!
But it needs to be something rather easy. Bartenders don’t want to sit there and try to decipher your “cherry-mint vodka, gluten free, no ice, little bit of salt, BLAH BLAH BLAH” bullshit while they have other people to take care of.
That is why I always have multiple drinks on tap/in my head. If they can’t do one for SOME REASON, I’ll move on to the next one.
For example; my main Go-To is a rum and coke. There is a specific rum I choose, but they aren’t paying me so I can’t say it. But let’s just say it’s one of the most well-known rums in the world.
If that doesn’t work, I go to whiskey and coke, etc, etc….
The perfect story to illustrate this was during college when I was at a local pub.
For those that may not have gone here, this place was well-known around the campus for it’s Long Island Teas. They even had a menu filled with roughly 30 teas.
Anyway, I decided to grab a round of drinks for the group I was with, since I was the one at the end. I make my way up there, and these two piss-ass drunk girls stumble in front of me to put in an order.
Now if you are unaware, I am a rather chill person. If something like that happens, I tend to just laugh it off and wait my turn if need be.
But anyway, these two started to try and piece words together through copious amounts of laughter, while I patiently waited behind them. Throughout their attempts to speak, they must have hit every type of alcohol in the book; from vodka, to rum, to whiskey, to wine, and even more!
Thankfully, the bartender was smart enough to notice that this was going to take a while and nudged his buddy behind the counter. They both pointed at me and, being the prepared drinker I am; I had whatever I needed thought out and ready to go. Remember folks, respect the bartender, and they’ll respect you.
The sad part though is, people don’t do this. There will still be people out there who ramble on and ON about “What tastes good?” and “Should I get that? I’m trying to cut back!” But BELIEVE ME, you will not be catching me ill-prepared when I belly up to the bar ANY time soon.
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