Johnny send us this angry, angry cocktail. It certainly has its time and place. I am not sure where, but I have visions of frat boys hazing pledges and fun stuff like that. Certainly not for the faint of heart. This is stuff that great dares are made of.
Here’s the story behind it, this all happened at Fitch’s Tavern:
“So my buddy built a bar in his basement and kept it FULLY stocked. I… Read more