The Adventures of a 35yo (Alcohol) Virgin
hit counter
At 35 years old, I had never tasted, tried or drank an alcoholic drink of any kind. During 2012 that all changes drink by drink and you get to enjoy the results post by post.
Three Day Weekend
Our weekend visit with Angie was going really well. She was interested in seeing everything DC and we wanted to get in as much as possible. Well, that was before the onslaught of Girl Scouts.
Let me just say, I have nothing against the Girl Scouts, I swear. But if you’re coming to the Nation’s Capitol to celebrate 100 years, BRING SOME COOKIES!
Seriously? a quarter of a million giggling Girl Scouts everywhere the eye can see—and people try to walk—and no Thin Mints, no Samosas? Seriously? Not even those horrible lady-head-short-bread ones? I don’t want to imply that perhaps, you hate your country.
But this lack of planning I think says it for me.
Anyway, so after avoiding a mental game of Girl Scout wack-a-mole on the National Mall for a morning run, followed by a quick salad run for lunch, a giant walk around town including hitting the Smithsonian National Zoo and then ending the night with a fancy dinner at Zaytinya we took in a long night walk to see all the Monuments.
It was a nice, full, DC kinda day.
And if you remember back to my very 2nd post, my firstdrink of mimosa, we had to kick off the next day with the lifestyle known as Brunch in DC.
So it was off to The Heights, one of our very favorite neighborhood restaurants for any meal, but man can they poach an egg for Brunch. It was also the first place I had a Bloody Mary variation. Great place, amazing food, solid service.
After Brunch we were heading to the DC Pride festival, the National Botanical Gardens, Eastern Market and then an early dinner at Sticky Rice (where I had my firstdrink of Sake, I might add). So it was going to be a full-ass day.
I needed a drink.
And I knew exactly what I was going to have: the Height’s Three Day Weekend. This is one of Joe’s favorite local Brunch drinks and now it’s one of mine.
A frozen cocktail, the Three Day Weekend is frosty, sweet, slightly creamy and is basically a mango mojito. Made with fresh mango juice, mango rum, lime and mint, this is one fantastic drink.
Its sadly small, but it packs a tiny little coordinating punch. The rum is perfect, warming and caramely. The mint and mango go hand in hand and it’s frosty delivery is a really nice counterpoint to my Brunch Burger—burger, poached egg, bacon, potato pancake and hollandaise. Damn damn damn.
That drink and that burger should be illegal. Or legal? Free? Yeah, free.
Angie loved her meal, and Joe and I were happy as usual at the food the atmosphere and being able to show The Heights off to loved ones and friends.
And I was very happy to finally try that drink. Very happy indeed. It was going to be a long, hot day in the District taking in the sights and it was the perfect, frosty item to kick it off right.
Cheers to our weekend with Angie! Cheers to you!
Ben
