Alice: “That’s odd he knew I drink vodka tonics. I never told him.”
Des: “It’s uncanny.”
Alice: “You mean it’s a complete cliché? All women recent college graduates drink vodka tonics or something like that?”
Des: “Well, maybe.”
Alice: “So Jimmy thinks I’m a total cliché?”
Charlotte: “I ordered a vodka tonic too. So what. You’re plenty original without having to order some very own drink.”
Des: “Yeah I wouldn’t worry about it. Can I get you another one?”
Alice: “Thanks actually. If you don’t mind. I think I’d prefer. Um. A whiskey sour.”
You too can try and avoid being a total cliché or something:
2 ounces whiskey
1 ounce freshly squeezed lemon juice
1 tablespoon sugar (or more to taste)
Ice
Optional cherry garnish
- Pour all of those ingredients into a shaker half-filled with ice. Except the cherry garnish. Save that for the end.
- Shake shake shake. (du dun du du du) Shake shake shake. (du dun du du du) Shake your
bootieshaker. - Dump the contents into a glass. If you want to get all technical you can straign into a glass, but I say keep your ice and get to the important part…
- Drinking! And talking about stuff that’s real novel and unique because you are not a cliché. No. You are original. And this whiskey sour proves that. Or maybe it doesn’t but who cares. In fact, go make yourself another. That’s how little you care.
