Dr. Red Russia: Looking to buy some Cold War era submarines? Then, my friend, to Russia you should go. But if you're just looking for a tasty cocktail that is heavily caffeinated, then look no further than your local bar. At first you might have to tell the bartender what is in this drink, but act threateningly upon your return and he'll remember real quick.



Russian Quaalude: This is a great to drink if you are trying to impress someone with your drinking prowess, and want to sound bad ass. Little will they know that it closely resembles hot chocolate.

Flaming Mexican Flag: I can’t think of a time when a flaming drink would ever be necessary, except for maybe when you are in middle school or in Cancun on spring break. It is simply a recipe for disaster, unless under the close supervision of a Mexican man with a whistle, a dirty dish towel and a shot glass hanging around his neck.

Florida Tracksuit: Probably my favorite drink name ever. So sleazy. I picture retired Italian mob types drinking these in Boca. Invented by bartenders at OnTap in Ottawa.

Missouri Mule: This cocktail was created in honor of U.S. President and Missouri native Harry S. Truman by famous barman Joe Gilmore. The use of "mule" (horse and donkey hybrid) in the name is a reference to Truman's democratic party affiliation, not what an ass he made of himself after a few of these.

Cape Cod: The ol’ stand by cocktail. This is my daily drink during the summer. Goes great with scrambled eggs and bacon at breakfast or pretty much anything at lunch time. For some reason I can’t imagine drinking one of these at night.

Singapore Sling: Invented for the Raffles Hotel in Singapore around 1915 by Ngiam Tong Boon, it was originally referred to as the Straits Sling. The drink is free for all passengers on Singapore Airlines in its modern form with slightly different ingredients, but you can mix up the closest thing to the original recipe by using the ingredients above.

Blue Hawaii: Forget Elvis and his beach blanket bebop, this drink is the real Blue Hawaii. This is a great vacation cocktail. A fun idea for this drink is to go on a Waikiki pub-crawl and try to find the most outlandish Tiki mug/carved pineapple. Send us the picture.

Harlem Nights: This cocktail is an invention of the Lenox Lounge in NYC. Having been around since 1939, this bar's stage has been graced by the likes of Billie Holliday, John Coltrane and Miles Davis. I can't think of anything that would give this drink more legitimacy.

Staten Island Ferry: Once I got lost while driving in New York and accidentally took a toll bridge to this seldom mentioned shit-hole, Staten Island. The experience cost me about $20. If you ever have to go to Staten Island, I was later told humorously, to take the ferry, as it is much cheaper.

Alabama Slammer: Imagine drinking one of these on your porch, on a Saturday evening at sunset in the waning days of Summer, when the fireflies start to come out and you realize you’re never going to figure out why their asses light up.

The Sweating Colombian: A rather interesting name for a drink, because I don't understand the mention of sweat, and I don't like to think of a Colombian guy sweating in a drink I'm going to consume. But, with that said, the drink recipe sounds pretty good.

Colorado Bulldog: The only thing more disgusting than mixing vodka and milk is mixing Coke and milk. Unless you wake up next to a sea-donkey, ordering this drink is probably the worst decision you made all night.

Tennessee Cowboy: I had never heard of this drink before this week, but I am now in love with it. I’m sure there are some side affects to consuming stimulants and sedatives together en masse, but who cares, right?

The Fairbanks: Consider this drink a Manhattan on training wheels. It certainly tastes better than one, but just try to make sure no one sees you getting a drink with apricot brandy mixed in it.

Fall of Rome: You would think that a drink named after the fall of a civilization would be pretty strong, but its not. It is, however, tasty as hell. Leave it to the Italians and their damn "dolce vita."

Warsaw Waffle: Saturday mornings = waffles, booze and football. To be honest, I get rip-roaringly drunk on my day off. I think I will try this drink with Monday Night Football and save myself some calories. I might call in sick Tuesday.

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