White Russian

Or a Caucasian, as something from the Caucasus.

Truth be told, Reader-land, I’m in a foul mood when I should be in a fowl mood!  But I saw a drink that opened a memory, and that is better to share!

When Crossroads Tavern in Olde Towne was Jake’s Seafood and Steaks, I was a server and back bar there.  The goal was to reach bartender.  It was one of two simultaneous jobs in college, and on weekends I would work loss prevention at Hecht’s in Tysons Corner.  But I will talk about Jake’s.

musselsAt Jakes we were given half off one meal and one free drink.  After a long shift, that was very enticing!  They had Prince Edward Island mussels that were amazing, or crab dip, or fried oysters, or New England clam chowder!  So good on a cold day.  I nearly killed a coworker who didn’t know she was allergic to shellfish when I let her try the mussels.  I still get cold sweats!

But I would vary my drinks.  I had to drive home so I didn’t do the Long Island ice tea, which is for people who want to get drunk fast.  I would figure out a half serving so I would not risk driving impaired.  Unless it was beer.  This experimentation with drinks went on for a while, until I stumbled on the White Russian.  It’s a dessert drink, it’s sweet.  But good sweet.  Over ice, two parts Kahlua, one part vodka, fill the rest of the highball glass with milk or cream and enjoy!  I ended up getting that a bunch.  Long before collusion became a thing.

Now, contrary to Mel’s impression, during this time I gathered a sailor’s vocabulary and manners.  I also didn’t think twice about using it, and I may have swaggered around too.  This is to explain that one of my favorite movies I haven’t watched in a long, long time, because the amount of Eff-bombs is obscene, as well as the gratuitous nude scene which is part of the storyline but could be dropped.  Anyway, this movie always makes me laugh, and even with all the swearing is a well told story, the kind you don’t get nowadays.  This movie gave me the idea to try a Caucasian. tenor (1)

I’m talking, of course, about The Big Lebowski. 

If you haven’t seen it, I can’t explain it to you.  I can only offer the intro words by Sam Elliot,

vWay out west there was this fella I wanna tell ya about. Goes by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. See, this Lebowski, he called himself “The Dude”. Now, “Dude” – there’s a name no man would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the Dude that didn’t make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that’s why I found the place so darned interestin’. See, they call Los Angeles the “City Of Angels”; but I didn’t find it to be that, exactly. But I’ll allow it as there are some nice folks there. ‘Course I ain’t never been to London, and I ain’t never seen France. And I ain’t never seen no queen in her damned undies, so the feller says. But I’ll tell you what – after seeing Los Angeles, and this here story I’m about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin’ every bit as stupefyin’ as you’d seen in any of them other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin’ like the good Lord gypped me. Now this here story I’m about to unfold took place in the early ’90s – just about the time of our conflict with Sad’m and the I-raqis. I only mention it because sometimes there’s a man… I won’t say a hero, ’cause, what’s a hero? Sometimes, there’s a man. And I’m talkin’ about the Dude here – the Dude from Los Angeles. Sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that’s the Dude. The Dude, from Los Angeles. And even if he’s a lazy man – and the Dude was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in all of Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin’ for laziest worldwide. Sometimes there’s a man, sometimes, there’s a man. Well, I lost my train of thought here. But… aw, hell. I’ve done introduced it enough.tenor (2)

It’s the origin of the phrase, the dude abides.  It has nihilists, who for some reason are German and have very unique threats.  Rugs play a huge role.  Credence.  Am I the only one around here who cares about the rules?  Mark it zero!  You want a toe?  I can get you a toe.  Things you don’t even realize are in common culture.  It’s brilliant, aside from being completely indecent!   Anyway, the Dude drinks White Russians.  And since I liked the movie, I had to try it!! tenor (3)

Nostalgia strikes at the strangest times, like a Facebook recipe.  But I am happy to share this with you all, and encourage you to try this delicious drink!  And if you can get the TV version of the movie, maybe.

Until then, the dude abides.


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