August 14, 2012

National Creamsicle Day

“Cream doesn't rise to the top, it works its way up” - Proverbs

It's National Creamsicle Day!

I don't usually drink girly drinks, but when I do it's because big burly men told me to.

No, seriously.

Last summer, I was at the liquor store looking around. I came across some "whipped cream flavored vodka." I had never heard of such a thing before so out of sheer curiosity I picked it up to examine it further. The moment my fingers curled around the neck of the bottle, a pretty rugged looking man came out of nowhere and said in crazed addict speed, "Doyouputorangesodainyours?!"

I blinked at him. "What?"

"Orange soda. Do you put orange soda in yours?" He motioned to the vodka.

"Um... no. Is it good?"

He grunted. "Fuck yeah, dude. Tastes like a creamsicle."

I'm not sure this was the manliest thing he's ever said.

Now, usually, I try not to use salty language in these blog posts, but I really didn't want to edit what this beefy looking man said to me, because you needed to get the full imagery of the ridiculousness of the situation.

Anyway, inspired by his vote of confidence - and mildly freaked out that he was the absolute opposite of who I might associate a whipped cream vodka drinker with - I decided to buy it. Another probably whiskey-drinking, flannel shirt-wearing, bearded man got in line behind me. He tapped me on the shoulder. "I drink mine with orange soda. It's awesome."

"So I've heard," I responded with amusement placing my vodka, a six-pack of hard cider, and a handle of Jack Daniels on the counter.

After paying for my alcohol, I walked out to my car only to be harassed one more time by an unassuming local guy who yelled across the parking lot, "Looks like you forgot the orange soda!"

I can take a hint.

I bought some orange soda.

I mixed it with the whipped cream vodka.

And it tasted JUST... LIKE... A CREAMSICLE!!!

Those men were right.

What they forgot to tell me is how smoothly the drink goes down. A little too smoothly. Like "I-can't-feel-my-legs-anymore-because-of-how-many-of-these-drinks-I-gone-done-drank" smoothly.

So today, I pay homage to the strange men who materialized out of nowhere to talk me into a very, very guilty pleasure drink.

Happy National Creamsicle Day!