Just so we're clear, Spuds doesn't normally indulge in novelty shots. That's just not his kind of drinking. Spuds like other stuff, like Belgian whites, hoppy IPA's, oak barrel aged whiskey, and gatorade; you know--stuff like that. He saves the shots for floozy blondes and/or the most horrifying genre of men at the bar--the frustrated, post-collegiate fraternity boy begging for Jameson. Woof.
However, there is one, and only one, exception to this rule. A marriage made in heaven. A duo so genius that Spuds swears he invented it in his former life. Ladies and gentleman: the Pickle Back.
Broken down as follows:
Pickle Back = shot of whiskey + immediate shot of pickle juice
You're welcome.
A few warnings:
1.) The consumption of pickle backs indubitably leads to the immediate consumption of another. We call this the law of the Pickle Back, or the PB^2 phenomenon.
2.) Once a PB is consumed, you may find yourself surrounded by women taking their clothes off. In some parts of the world, they are called "strippers".
3.) You may or may not have the urge to throw rocks at moving objects.
4.) If found in a bar that only offers pickled asparagus juice, resist the urge to use as a substitute. Upon first taste, it seems acceptable. Trust us, it's not. (Thanks, Canada)
5.) Spuds has found himself skateboarding through the streets during after hours on full blown pickle pilgrimage--searching for jars to bring back to his gang who he's left hanging.
Proceed with caution. And keep the pickle out of the hands of that floozy blonde, will you?
Also a delicious shot involving pickles? Take a shot of vodka then chase it by eating a pickle. I got this from the sneaky Russian culture in which I've voluntarily immersed myself.
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