"Fuck MySpace" says Editrix as we walk into The Mink (3718 Main Street, 713-522-9985) on a Saturday night. She's giving our group of six a lecture on the social networking phenomenon, which she alleges is strictly reserved for "douche bags" like myself who "don't know who their real friends are." I down a shot called a Washington Apple and resign myself to the idea that she's most likely right, although I know quite a few fellow douche bags who log in daily. We debate this surrounded by the mysterious atmosphere that makes The Mink so much more interesting than your average Midtown neighborhood bar. It's a murky, post-hip sort of place where one can go for a friendly conversation and a beer, or a completely David Lynch sort of experience. It all depends on the timing.
So as we continue our group discussions, this guy bumps into Editrix and asks if he can borrow her lighter and take it to the bathroom. "What are you going to do with it, light up your crack pipe?" she replies jestfully. With a face full of sheer horror, the guy slowly starts to back away, as if he's suddenly discovered paranoia, wondering how and when his apartment was bugged. It's clear that despite the random nature of her joke, Editrix has hit the nail on the proverbial head. Ol' Crackalicious will spend the rest of the night trying to figure out how she knew his true intent, and I will spend the rest of the night pondering who my true friends are.
1/3 oz. Crown Royal
1/3 oz. DeKuyper Sour Apple Pucker
1/3 oz. cranberry juice
Combine Crown Royal, Sour Apple Pucker, cranberry juice and 7UP in shaker. Shake vigorously, then strain into shot glass. Remember, you can always count on Tom.
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