On Sunday I noticed a Facebook post from Eat Up (the amazing cafe at Skydive Chicago) letting everyone know that the Skylounge is open – given that winds and rain were not allowing for much jumping on the last open day of the season – and Bloody Mary’s were being served.
Now, normally people would find this to be a rather benign post, aside from the fact that they can’t jump and it’s slightly disappointing. I on the other hand, found that my mouth immediately began watering at the thought of a good Bloody Mary.
For those who know me, you know I’m not much of a drinker. College, sure, that was just what you did, but as a post-grad adult, I can count the number of times I’ve been legitimately drunk on two hands. Tipsy on a few glasses of wine, sure. But sloppy drunk with a hangover, rarely.
I’m not one for hard liquor. I don’t like the taste of alcohol and unless you’re making something really fruity to mask the taste and in turn is really bad for you, odds are I won’t like it.
But lately, I’ve been on this Bloody Mary kick. When we visited SoCal last year and stayed with my Uncle and Aunt, it was common place to be drinking Bloody Marys at all hours of the day – we even went to a hole in the wall breakfast place specifically for this cocktail. Sure, I had a few then, but it wasn’t a taste I brought back to the Midwest with me.
Until recently.
Maybe it’s because, as I’ve gone through my 20s, my sweet tooth has dissipated and my taste for savory has amplified. Or maybe, it’s just that I didn’t know what I was missing, but now it’s something I crave. Monthly dinner nights out with the girls, I’m always asking the waitress how their Bloody Marys are. Luckily, I usually get the thumbs up and order one, extra spicy. The last few months I’ve had some incredible cocktails that make me want more.
Problem is, I don’t really care about the alcohol. In fact, it’s what keeps me from drinking more of them. Yes, I know it adds to the flavor a bit, but how much difference can it really make? I’m half tempted to make (or rather, have my husband make, since he makes a mean drink) virgin Blood Marys at home just for the taste bud pleasure.
Anyone ever tried that? Thumbs up or down on this one?
Cheers (and blue ones)!
Ashley
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