The Union Club

Buckle in, folks, there be peculiar similes ahead.

I did some whinging about how Campari is just so bitter and I don’t know how to deal with that, whereupon Mr. Joseph Tkach suggested a Union Club.  Wanting to work my way through the Campari at a reasonable pace (and use up a nearly-empty bottle of Maker’s Mark), I figured now was the time.  So here we go:

The Union Club

2 oz bourbon
½ oz maraschino liqueur
½ oz Campari
1 ½ oz fresh orange juice

I could get as far as imagining the bourbon playing well with the orange juice, and the maraschino hanging about with the Campari.  But so far as I could see, they were on opposite sides of the playground – the bourbon and OJ playing rugby or football or something while the Campari wrote curiously obscure poetry and the maraschino tried not to look so tall.

Altogether, the maraschino was easiest to smell and the first thing I tasted.  Then came the slight punchiness of the bourbon, with whispers of orange accompanying it, before the swooping bitterness of the Campari – although I must grant you that it was the least unpleasant Campari’s been in my experience.  One could say that I was so focused on not focusing on the Campari that I hardly noticed anything else.  By the time I’d reached the bottom of the drink, the flavor of the bourbon had somehow – magically, even alchemically – melded with the Campari’s bitterness, which ameliorated it slightly.

Overall, it was miles ahead of the Campari Collins and about half a block ahead of the Carolingian Effort.  It doesn’t quite make me leap up, saying “Ahhh yes, that is what I need to drink right now!”

But it also does away with the idea that Campari should be a penalty foisted on those who lose bets.  I shall chalk it up as a success.



There comes a time when you have to acknowledge that Solomon was right when he said there is nothing new under the sun.  When there are seven billion other people out there, you can hardly expect to pursue something utterly different than all of them – and should you succeed, perhaps you should be concerned, because what sort of dangerously unique thing has crossed your mind?  Don’t fret always about “making it new,” because it’s demanding enough to do well that which has been done before.

All of which is to say, I’m pretty sure there are a good three million other blogs or websites out there about alcoholic drinks or mixology or drink recipes or what have you.  I’m starting my own anyway.

Part documentation and part delight, this is where I will record my impressions of various drinks, delve deeper into my recipe books, learn about as much history as I ever would from anything, make fun little forays into fantastic realms unknown.

There will be pictures.  I’ll do my best to make them appealing.

Vade mecum!