Sunday, November 30, 2008

Bloody Marys Fit for a Ramblin' Man

Loaded with horseradish and gusto, the dudes got up to exit the QB. Upon leaving there was a harsh reality to be faced... it was really bright out. Thirsty dude Pryce received the least of this harsh solar penalty due to his stunning shades (see above or below). After many squints and perhaps even a few groans, the dudes loaded into a vehicle to hit the furthest Mary destinations so that they would be near home once driving was no longer practical... or legal.

Hearing rumors from co-workers and general hubbub about the drinks, the next stop was the Lonestar Grill in Lacey. The car is parked and the dudes belly up to the bar... which almost no one is in. Perhaps because it was only 3 PM, but what does that matter? The restaurant is very obviously owned by the same people as Ramblin' Jacks with the decor that says "Yes, we are an Olympia restaurant" while still having the wait staff dressed nice enough to imply "Fuck off Hippies". It takes a moment, but a rather bro-ish gentleman approaches us and asks what we would like.

"3 Bloody Marys, two extra spicy."
"That kinda day, huh?"

Little did he know about the thirst the dudes before him brought with them. He took one more look at us while he poured the vodka and informed us that he was going to give us "a pick up" and dumped a little more into each of our drinks. This begins a formidable base, 3 glasses that are just teeming with monarch vodka. He pours the mix in, an almost strangely orange mix that is absolutely loaded with spicy floaters. He garnishes up the drinks and hands them over. Dealing with the request of extra spicy, he said they started pretty strong and so he simply plunks down a bottle of tapatilo next to the 3 drinks. While this may have been a cop out, it was a TD approved cop out, because simply, the dudes were going to put more in than any reasonable bartender would.

The drinks were boss. Spicy, flavorful, and somehow not tasting like the pool of shitty vodka that each one actually contained. They were garnished nicely and served in a large glass. The bartender continued to talk to us about things such as the awful next day consequences if you were to go on a lavender cosmo tasting tour (no need to hide your desires, you've thought about it). Finishing off the drinks was no chore, if it were any other day, it probably would have been time for a second, but this fateful day called for a new location.

Final Scoring - 5/5

Size - 2/2
Spice - 2/2
Strength/Skrilla - 2/2
Salad - 2/2
Scrumptiousness - 2/2

In the end, on a scale of Howard Langston to Conan, QB receives a Terminator (Fuck YEAH!).

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Quality Burritos - So So Bloody Marys

Stepping in from the bright sunlight, it took the dudes a few moments to adjust to the welcoming darkness of the bar. With hangovers ranging from from mild to moderate, alcohol was in high demand and the Quality Burrito had exactly that. Each of the original three dude team had enjoyed the services of the QB before, great happy hour, tasty cheap drinks, a waitstaff with more Olympia street-cred than a pan-gendered vegan, and of course, quality burritos.

No one cramped the dudes style (the bar was empty) as they bellied up and ordered (demanded) their first round of Bloody Marys - two extra spicy. Food was also needed so that the Marys didn't hit empty stomachs. The selected food was what the average gentleman starts their day with, two orders of JalapeƱos and Calamari.

The bartender was attentive, chatty, and awesome in most ways. She suggested a couple bars around town with Bloody Marys worth seeking and quickly whipped up the QB's own take on the world's best breakfast booze.

Situated in tall glasses, the drinks were dark red and very thick. Garnished with a lime, stuffed green olives, and the condiment that set them apart from the rest - a jalapeƱo spear - the cold beverages were warmly received.

Thick and hearty, the first drink of the day was a meal in itself. Especially if your ideal meal contains somewhere between an asston and a shitload of horseradish. Aside from this fact, there was a frightening lack of spice in the QB's drinks, even those which were requested "extra spicy" (extra spicy got the drinks a few dashes of Tabasco). The drinks were a good size for what they contained, not a small rocks glass, but not a pint glass at the same time. The amount of vodka in the marys was adequate, but not enough that you could actually taste it over the horseradish attack mix. Coming in a $6, the QB served up a pretty average bloody mary.

Please note this the QB's poor showing in the making of a bloody mary should not in any way discourage attending the bar for other reasons. Almost everything on the menu is amazing and most of their drinks blow minds.

Final Scoring - 2.5/5

Size - 1/2
Spice - 0
Strength/Skrilla - 1/2
Salad - 1
Scrumptiousness - 1/2

In the end, on a scale of Howard Langston to Conan, QB receives a Dr. Alex Hesse.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Adventure Undertaken

This first post on the Thirsty Dudes Beverage Sampling blog is to announce that a group of Thirsty Dudes convened on August 2nd for their first foray into the land of drink reviewing. The team, initially dismayed by the Pints and Quarts lack of a "Bloody Mary Bar" after the groups average waking time of 1 PM, took to the streets of the greater Olympia area in search of the most perfectly spicy, well garnished, and just plain delicious Bloody Mary that Thurston County had to offer.

The Bloody Marys were judged on a five star scale with five corresponding categories. Spice. Salad (garnish). Size. Strength per Skrilla (value). Scrumptiousness. Extra unranked points included how a request for "extra spicy" was treated, how cool the bartender was, and whether the bar was full of assholes.

After the sampling was finished, the dudes' thirsts were quenched and six establishments had been visited. All the sampled Bloody Marys (never to be referred to as BMs) were on the more expensive end of the spectrum, all averaging about $6. The group has vowed to sample cheaper ones around town as soon as they can stomach the idea of more tomato juice.

So, curious thirsty residents of the Olympia, prepare to be enlightened about the finest Bloody Mary in the land as the Thirsty Dudes tell you what's up.