I seriously thought I was being innovative when I dreamt up the Gin-bucha cocktail. I really did, but upon further research, it's totally a thing. Mostly in Oregon, it would appear. Whyyyy am I not surprised? There's this episode of Portlandia, where the Oregonians are forced to retrieve their friend from SoCal, where he's moved and turned into a cliché California degenerate, wrist bands and all. I, for one, have never owned any wrist bands. Take some comfort in that. I know there's a border war with California, and pretty much all the surrounding states, but Oregon (and all the other states), I love you. You're beautiful, like a calendar.
Actually, I think the hostility rings at least two states out. I've never met anyone from New Mexico or Colorado who was a fan of The Golden State either. The real golden state. Florida can just back off. I know they're technically The Sunshine State, but Floridians are inching dangerously close to our turf, even growing oranges and attracting all the shockingly nightmarish, news-making criminals. That's our thing Florida! Our. Thing. Just kidding Florida, kinda. :)
I don't even know what happens when I sit down to write. Too many Gin-buchas, I guess. Before I quit my ramblings, I just wanna say some stuff about California. I can totally understand other state's sentiments towards us, I mean it can be kinda phony and shallow some of the time, but hey we make movies here. We are totally over-populated and invading other states. And the traffic, oh well, the traffic is an abomination. However, California is a place where you can totally reinvent yourself and no one will ever judge, because, chances are, that's why the rest of us came here, too. In addition to that, it doesn't matter how strange you think you are, whether you're the Idaho-born bearded lady or an aspiring, homeless, gutter-punk kid from the middle of upstate New York, you can hang out in Venice and chances are people will want to meet you, shake your hand, give you money, and hear all about where you came from and how you got here. Californians love weird stuff. I mean that in the most respectful way. We're like the real life Land of the Misfit Toys. It's not the easiest place to break into, financially that is, but we are an accommodating peoples. So come on down, yes, even Floridians. I really don't have anything against Florida. I'm just being ridiculous.
I was searching around to find out if there were any detrimental effects of mixing kombucha with booze, becaaauuuusee I suspected the alcohol may smother the healthy enzymes in the kombucha. I haven't found anything for or against this theory. We all know that too much liquor can wreak havoc on your digestion, possibly due to how much it dehydrates you. I don't have the science behind it, but I was 21 once and lived walking distance from multiple bars (In Arizona, yet another state full of natural wonder that fervently hates Californians). So, that pretty much makes me an expert. Awesome as it was, I did have to hike two very steep staircases to my apartment, at an altitude of 7,000'. It was a mixed blessing.
Here's what you'll need:
- 1/4 cup of kombucha - I used Lavender, yum
- 1/2 cup of pomegranate juice
- 1 cup of ice
- 1/2 lime - juiced
- 2oz gin - I used, well, you can see it
- Squeeze your lime juice into your glass.
- Add ice, kombucha, gin, and pomegranate juice.
- Stir well.
- Garnish with lavender (optional)