My inbox gets flooded with crap.
Million dollar orders.
Free trips to visit friends in Nigeria.
Pharmaceutical offers for problems I didn’t even know I have.
But every once in awhile, something sneaks through that doesn’t immediately get flushed into a virtual American Standard 1.28 gpf commode.
Last week, G-LO sent me an e-mail about creating a cocktail in the spirit of Halloween. BOO! He knows I can’t make change let alone a cocktail, so he had a better idea. Get Mrs. Satellite Engineer to slide rule something tasty together!
I forwarded G-LO’s e-mail to her and like a fairing jettisoning back to earth while exposing the rocket’s pricey payload, the Satellite Engineer’s brain burst open with ideas on how to ghoulishly create a spooky concoction to scare the bejesus out of an adult trick-or-treater. And when I say scary, I’m talking Count Floyd levels of scary!
Electronic communications zipped back and forth between the three of us via three-eyed ravens and iPhone wielding vampire bats.
Cocktail name ideas were stretched on the rack, boiled in werewolf schmaltz and hyena blood, and dried over the smoldering embers of bargain rack cocktails books that once burned holes in our pockets…
Blood and Sands.
Beach Party Massacres.
Morticia Addams (and yes, even Uncle Fester!).
Oh, the inhumanity! Oh, the inhumanity! Is there an echo in here?
A final meeting via Skype was held to plan a multi-ingredient and easy-to-make recipe for our beloved Halloween…
“Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble!” was said over and over and over again.
The smell of death wafting in the kitchen, blood dripping from the Ancient Table of Stone for Sacrifices…
Oh, wait, that was tomato sauce spilled on the granite island in the kitchen, but you get the idea. It was VERY eerie nonetheless, I dare say! The last nails were put into the coffin of Mrs. Satellite Engineer’s bloodcurdling cocktail. Her evil skills of the dark arts of bartending along with with those tools of death – cocktail shaker and juicer – that she brandished effortlessly conjured up tonight’s ghastly recipe which can be easily modified for Arbor Day, Veteran’s Day, picnics, Fridays, and Bar and Bat Mitzvahs.
Oh, our Dark Lords will enjoy this one on that moonlit night of All Hallow’s Eve, we do know. They will enjoy the rattling of the bitter cold ice as they lounge around the fires of Hell or backyard chiminea moaning about which fun size candy bar to hand out next. Muhuhahaha… Butterfingers, of course. The darkest of all chocolate-based candy. Muhuhahaha, indeed!
Ladies and Gentlemen (or if you prefer, Witches and Warlocks), we present to you the Voodoo Zombie…
For this variation on the classic Zombie cocktail, the “Voodoo” bit comes from the use of Lost Spirits Jamaica Dark Rum, with a little extra kick coming from Amaro Averna. We keep the traditional Tiki theme of the Zombie, and up the tropical feeling by adding guava juice to the traditional blend of orange and passion fruit juices.
Here’s the recipe…
- 1 oz Jamaican Dark Rum
- 1 oz Light Rum
- .5 oz Orange Curacao Liqueur
- .5 oz. Amaro Averna
- .5 oz Lemon Juice
- 1 oz Orange Juice
- 1 oz Passion Fruit Juice
- 1 oz Guava Juice
- 2 dashes of Orange Bitters
- .5 oz Grenadine
- .5 oz 151-proof Dark Rum
- Garnishes: Orange Slice, Maraschino Cherry, Spring of Mint
- In a shaker with ice, combine all ingredients except Grenadine and 151-proof Dark Rum.
- Shake well.
- Strain over ice into large glass.
- Add grenadine.
- Float the 151-proof rum over the top using the back of a bar spoon.
- Garnish with a slice of orange, a maraschino cherry and mint spring.
Many thanks to Mrs. Satellite Engineer (aka LAKocktail) for this inspired and SPOOKY cocktail concoction!