A few weeks ago, I was at a friend’s birthday party. Yes, alcohol involved. A lot of alcohol.
Because of all the medication I’m currently taking, I’m a one-drink-max-girl these days (I know I’m so dull).
Red was playing bartender for everyone and for my one drink, she made me shot.
Not just any kind of shot.
A Bob Marley shot.
For those of you that don’t know, a Bob Marley is a layered drink consisting of:
- ½ oz grenadine
- ½ oz Galliano or banana liqueur
- ¼ oz creme de menthe
- ½ oz Bacardi 151 or overproof rum
If done correctly, it comes out looking like the Jamaican flag.
I’m not much of a hard liquor girl anymore. But it wasn’t terrible. It took a good 5 minutes for the shock to my system to wear off.
It took about an hour before I could feel my face again.
It took another hour for the walls to stop singing hymns at me. …..I’m pretty sure the hymns were medicine induced.
Bob Marley =1
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