3 blockbuster cocktails for Oscar night
Oscar night is coming, folks! Sunday, Feb. 24, some of you will be sipping your Manhattans, your Cosmopolitans, your gin-and-tonics, and your Harvey Wallbangers while checking out who’s wearing what and which overrated film is going to give your favorite a run for its money. But after groundhog promises of timely springs and all the snow and cold Nemo dumped on us recently, I, for one, am ready to use my Oscar celebration as a way to ring in a warmer season — even if it’s a little early.
The Salty Chihuahua
Beckon spring — even better, beg summer to blast its sunshine on us with no mercy once more — with this refreshing drink. The Salty Chihuahua is one part tequila and two parts pink lemonade, rimmed with limejuice and salt. Like the margarita, only this one is named for the tiny ball of yappy fury that is the Chihuahua — and mine’s going to be especially yappy if the film it favors (“Lincoln”) doesn’t win Best Picture.
The Vampire’s Dream
If that’s a bit too summery for your Oscar night, consider the Vampire’s Dream. Not into vampires? Celebrate the fact that no vampire movies were nominated for Oscars this year. Add equal parts cranberry and pineapple juice to the rum of your choice. Throw in a splash of grenadine, and finish it off with blood-red pomegranate syrup, which gives this cocktail that blood-red color and inspires its name. Sweet, fruity and best of all: no sparkles.
The Goblet of Fire
Oh, yes. The Goblet of Fire is named for that particular book (made into an arguably great movie) about that particular wizard who we all either love or hate. This works best if you have a, well, goblet. Pour 1 ounce of your favorite vodka in your goblet. Add 1 ounce of blue curacao and 3 ounces of lemonade. Top off your cocktail with a splash of 151-proof rum. Now grab those matches and light that baby up.
For additional wizardry effects, add a pinch of cinnamon to the flames and stand back while the flames spark. Whatever you do, don’t drink the fire, eh? Put it out before you chug it down. (And for the love of Dumbledore, be careful — you’re only a Muggle and can’t wave a wand to put out a house fire.)