Could you drop everything and take off somewhere in the world? That’s the idea behind Heineken’s new Departure Roulette promotion and you can learn more in the video above. See what happens when Heineken hits the road to make a few lucky commenters prove they’d walk the talk and push the button to see where they’re going. Follow the #dropped hashtag on Twitter and then chime in if you’re willing to push the button as well.
I think it’s fair to say that probably no one really likes martinis as beginning drinkers. Vodka martinis might go down a bit easier than gin, but to neophytes, martinis taste pretty much like straight booze, and not in a good way. No wonder most of us start with rum and Coke, screwdrivers, the hated (by me…even when I was drinking them) Long Island Ice Teas, and my early favorite, Kamikazes (I’ll probably do that one eventually). Indeed, the only reason I developed my early affection for vodka martinis, which later graduated to gin, was that I really love olives and found green ones tasted extra-delicious after soaking in alcohol for a bit. So, it was sort of refreshing to find that I can still acquire a taste, as this week’s drink did not go down well initially.
I wasn’t alone. Frankly, the Fernet Branca Cocktail doesn’t seem to have many fans. I got it from Harry Craddock’s classic Savoy Cocktail Book, which regular readers will note I’ve been referring to a lot recently. Still, this particular drink is more esoteric than most. Indeed, the only online reference I could find was a 2008 post from Erik Ellestad’s Savoy Stomp blog. Ellestad’s project (still ongoing as far as I can tell) is to make every cocktail in Craddock’s recipe-filled tome. He didn’t seem overly fond of this one. Still, I got to sorta like the drink named for perhaps the ultimate cult liqueur.
The Fernet Branca Cocktail
3/4 ounce Fernet Branca
3/4 ounce sweet vermouth (or, maybe, Punt e Mes)
1 1/2 ounce gin
Combine the ingredients in a cocktail shaker with tons of ice. Shake vigorously and strain into a cocktail shaker. Sip slowly, perhaps toasting St. Patrick, who was not only the patron saint of the Irish, but also of second chances.
Harry Craddock promotes this drink as a hangover cure, and it’s true that Fernet began its life as a stomach medicine. Nevertheless, my initial reaction was that, while it might not be an effective cure for hangovers, it was probably nasty enough it might prevent future ones by discouraging you from drinking at all.
I tried it again. This time, though, I used one of my favorite ingredients, Punt e Mes, a delicious vermouth with more of a bitter edge than most brands. I seemed to like it better now. Was the chocolatey bitterness of the Punt e Mes somehow cancelling out the more acrid/medicinal flavor of the Fernet? Well, then I tried it again with good ol’ sweet Noilly Pratt and I found I liked it better still. I guess I was just getting used to it.
Now, will the Fernet Branca Cocktail ever become a personal go-to drink for me the way a martini is now? I really don’t think so. Still, it is a way to acquaint ourselves with the many odd, and I do mean odd, flavors of Fernet.
Did you know that pomade was developed in the 19th century and was originally made of bear fat? Into the 20th century, the most common ingredients featured lard, beeswax and petroleum jelly.
Pomade in its original form was as natural as any hair product in history. But as styles changed, so did the demands expected of pomade, which caused heavier, less natural incarnations to be developed.
Royal Crown Hair Dressing and Murray’s Pomade are examples of pomade born out of this development and period in history. The effect of those products was the slick, greased back look popular in the 1950s and was heavily dependent on petroleum jelly, its main ingredient.
The word pomade is from the French word “pommade,” which means “ointment,” and derived from the Latin word “pomum,” which meant “apple.” The original recipe for pomade featured apples, which explains the consistency and feel that men have come to expect over time, though it has also become less organic.
The pomade from HUE is a return to the original style of pomade, because it has a natural feel and consistency.
In terms of texture, it felt more like cocoa butter than any regular pomade. This isn’t the kind of pomade with super-sticking holding power that will last for a week after one application. There is no silicone or petroleum in this product, which means it isn’t as stringent or hard as what we have come to expect from pomade.
The scent is also a return to form. While there isn’t much of a scent, what can be detected has a fruity, almost citrus smell.
When first applying HUE, I used only a dab, which is what I would use with a standard pomade. As a result, the holding power was limited. So when I applied more the next day, I doubled the amount and it gave me the hold I was looking for.
By the end of the day, my hair wasn’t frozen in the same position it was roughly nine hours earlier. I could run my fingers through it at any point and it felt light and free.
Since HUE is so light and malleable, it can be used by men with any type of hair (coarse, thin, thick, etc.) regardless of their ethnicity. With products, and in particular pomade, that are naturally derived, free of silicon and free of petroleum. Hue offers hair care options “for every man.”
Check out the pomade and full line of products from HUE at www.hueforeveryman.com
Any college student can tell you how much of a pain in the ass it is to go out for a smoke if you live on campus. You have to lock up your room, make your way outside, have your smoke, swipe your card to get back in, and unlock the door. That’s a ton of work just to smoke, don’t you think? It gets old, fast.
There’s no way that you can smoke when you’re in the dorm room because the fire detector is set on maximum sensitivity mode (or something) – hell, how many times have you had to endure that obnoxious fire alarm because someone burnt their ramen? You’ve gotta be mindful of that.
It’s time to get switch it up. You really need to consider using electronic cigarettes.
• They’re better for you since you’re not inhaling smoke and other toxins since it’s vapor
• They’ve got different flavors so you’re not stuck smoking 305’s because you’re broke
• They’re really inexpensive compared to buying a pack especially when you use e-liquid
• They’re not going to force you to evacuate because you wanted a drag in your room
Let’s say you’re good on the idea and you want to check into eCigs. A good place to start, especially if you’re low on funds at the moment, would be one of the free starter kits by Victory Electronic Cigarettes.
So here’s the deal: the kit is basic in the sense that it’ll get you started with eCigs on mid-level. You may have tried one of the Blu’s or NJoy’s that you find at 7-11 sometime or another but those are disposable which means that once they’re done they’re worthless.
The kit that Victory is giving away comes with a rechargeable battery (along with the chargers that go with it), various flavored cartridges (like tobacco, menthol, blueberry, etc), and a cool case for it so you can be all gangster style.
If you’ve never used one of the better (we’re talking mid-level at this point) electronic cigarettes than you’re going to be blown away because it takes those disposable ones and dumps them to the curb.
The fact that you get to change out the cartridges and recharge the battery means that you’re always getting a nice vape – you’re going to feel it when you take a drag. You’re also not forced to stick to one flavor which may suck depending on the brand when you picked up a disposable that one time. You can think of the different cartridges like a sampler pack of the flavors which is a nice touch if you’re unsure what type you like.
Okay and here’s the best part, so we can come full circle: you can smoke ‘em in your dorm.
You’re inhaling vapor, still getting the nicotine, but without the smoke and the nastiness that comes along with process tobacco. The vapor isn’t going to set off the fire alarm and even if you’re paranoid you could always open a window – it’s basically like water vapor.
So, no more being forced to run down to have a smoke – you can keep concentrated on doing your homework (or getting ready to party) – and you’ll save a good amount of coin.
That’s playing the game when it comes to college dorm life.
As happy as I am that Vince Gilligan has been given the opportunity to take “Breaking Bad” to its conclusion on his own terms, allowing him to end it now rather than a season or two down the road, each new episode of this final batch continues to further cement just what a tremendous, gaping hole is going to be left in my television viewing habits when the series is gone for good.
I’m not trying to paraphrase the immortal Stiff Records slogan here—there are plenty of series beyond “Breaking Bad” that most certainly are worth a fuck—but no other show on television has ever…and I mean ever…grabbed me the collar the way this one does, making me so profoundly love and so deeply loathe its characters, often shifting between the two extremes within the same scene.