I had a Brass Monkey (malt liquor + OJ) the other night at DJ Jamie Jams’ Beastie Boys-themed party in the Lower Haight, and it was pretty good. Poor man’s mimosa.
But right now, Stella and Shannon are drinking them in the yard outside my office, and they look REAL good. And the story holds up: Shannon says she picked up the habit last summer in Oakland (poor man’s SF). Anyway, these two both proclaim this summer BRASS MONKEY SUMMER and who are we to argue? #brassmonkeysummer
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WHAT.
Gah! That version sounds foul. I grew up drinking Brass Monkeys, we Used to steal pre-mixed ones from the bodega on the corner… it was basically orange juice and rum (and maybe some vodka?) Was pretty awful by adult standards, but as a teenager it was a step above the sambuca we knew my friend’s dad wouldn’t miss.
Poor man’s SF? Fuck off
agree, FU MM.
I prefer the “side walk slam” drink to the top of the label and fill with sparks.