The Daily Post: Signature Beverage

The Daily Post asks, “What’s your signature beverage — and how did it achieve that status?”

When I think of a signature beverage, I think of that drink that whenever I go out, wherever I go, the drink I’m almost always sure to order is my “signature drink.” And that signature drink would be a Blue Moon, preferably on draft and absolutely with an orange slice lopped into the chilled brew.

Blue Moon is right in my taste buds’ “wheelhouse.” It’s not strong or bitter like other beers, has a smooth finish and it tastes delightful. What more could you want?

I started drinking Blue Moon because it was my uncle’s “signature drink” and he recommended it. I haven’t looked back since.

In the realm of alcohol, my signature drink with respect to liquor is one I don’t often have the chance to come by: The Irish Car Bomb, which is a pretty bad name for a drink, all things considered, but it’s unmistakably delicious. If I have to drink liquor, I want to drink this. Here’s what’s in it:

• .5 oz Baileys
• .5 oz Jameson Irish Whiskey
• Guinness Beer

Add the Baileys and the Jameson Irish Whiskey to a shot glass and drop it in the Guinness Beer glass and DRINK. Most people I’ve done this with not only have a hard time drinking it all (and fast), but don’t particularly care for it. But I love it. It’s creamy and delicious.

I actually do not recall when I had my first Irish Car Bomb or why, but I always remember liking it and craving one, but rarely getting my “fix.”

Now, for non-alcohol “signature drinks,” I’m going to pretend coffee and water do not exist because clearly it would be coffee. It’s a tough race between orange juice and milk. I use milk a lot because I eat cereal frequently, but I rarely drink it straight up. Orange juice, specifically without pulp, is refreshing in the morning. You know what? Fuck it, I’m throwing a curve ball at the proceedings. It’s McDonald’s Sweet Tea. It’s the Holy Grail distilled into an obscenely large container. It’s hard not to suck it all down within three seconds. And it’s only ONE FREAKING DOLLAR. WHAT IS THAT MADNESS?

As for how this became my signature non-alcohol drink, my sister and sister-in-law and basically everyone I know loves McDonald’s Sweet Tea. It’s hard to avoid trying it when it’s obsessively seen and discussed.