You may remember, Gentle Reader, that not too long ago we invented a couple of cocktails that captured our feelings about the Kevin Weekes and Scott Clemmensen Eras. You might also remember that we floated a theory that the Devils goaltending situation this season is going to follow the trajectory of the James Bond movie franchise. Well, keeping with that theory, today we had a cocktail that embodies what we’re feeling about Clemmensen’s play of late.
Behold: the The Spy Who Loved Me.
Sigh. We hate to have to say this — really, we do — but Clemmer’s been good lately. It’s eating at our souls. But we just can’t lie to ourselves anymore, and the fact is our goalie version of Roger Moore as James Bond is clearly in his The Spy Who Loved Me phase. And this drink basically tastes exactly like that.
The recipe is actually for a “Ballet Russe”, which, when topped with ginger ale becomes a “Russian Fizz”, which is only appropriate for The Spy Who Loved Me. It’s a sickly sweet mix of vodka, creme de cassis, lime juice, lemon juice and simple syrup. And because we didn’t have any ginger ale, we topped ours with ginger beer. Ultimately, it’s just like its movie namesake — a bit clumsy, a lot overdone, not really all that great when you’re in the moment, but overall leaves an extremely positive impression. The only thing its missing is that totally puzzling slow-moving chase scene with Jaws at the Pyramids.
So there you go. Our alcoholic way of saying that Clemmer doesn’t suck. Right now. This very moment. But we’re not worried — before too much longer we’ll be drinking Moonrakers.
