In a club with a full bar, I usually order a Gin & Tonic, Tanqueray. I've ordered it so often at one club, "Tanqueray" is my unofficial nickname there.
7&7 mostly. I sometimes will walk in a club that I haven't been to for months and the girl will ask "7&7?".
I have branched out a bit. If there's a beer special I'll sometimes go for that. I'll also do wine sometimes, particularly if the girl I'm catching up with drinks wine.
I do wine. There's usually a momentary hesitation from the bartender or waitress, as if wine is not requested often. Inevitably, they reach behind the bar and pull out a rusty old bottle of red or white to pour from (they usually only have one brand) or otherwise keep serving-size mini-bottles of wine stocked that they hand me, along with a wine glass to do my own pouring. I love the way wine eases one into intoxication . . . I also feel like less of a poser with wine, b/c I don't know of, and don't particularly like, that many types of mixed drinks, and I've never been a beer guy . . .
I love Jameson, too, but I am a cheap bastard and refuse to pay for it at strip clubs.
When I was young, I used to tell a bullshit story that the reason I ordered my Miller Lites two at a time was because one was for me, and the other was for the dying/dead/missing friend whose demise was from a tragic accident/disease/cum-related-dehydration. MANY waitresses were taken in by the bullshit.
The real reason is that I sucked them back so fast, they couldn't keep up.
If I were to imbibe, it would be either decent Scotch (and good brand labeled bottles are by no means guaranteed to contain the brand shown on the label) or Maker's Mark.
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I have branched out a bit. If there's a beer special I'll sometimes go for that. I'll also do wine sometimes, particularly if the girl I'm catching up with drinks wine.
BTW, my favorite club starts diluting the orange juice since last month!!! Too bad!
nope!
In my business bar in Calgary - Glenmorangie 35 (neat)
In my local wine bar here in Saint Raphael - Chateau Latour '78 (or '91)
At Rancho farmerart - Chateau Latour '45 (and there are only 3 bottles left in the cellar!!)
When I was young, I used to tell a bullshit story that the reason I ordered my Miller Lites two at a time was because one was for me, and the other was for the dying/dead/missing friend whose demise was from a tragic accident/disease/cum-related-dehydration. MANY waitresses were taken in by the bullshit.
The real reason is that I sucked them back so fast, they couldn't keep up.
I like to pregame with a can of Four Loko.