Want to be a citizen of the liquid nation? Try these tipples, currently the world’s extreme cocktails that make you slur in seconds.
What gives soccer-crazy Brazil its secret kick? This national drink, pronounced ky-pee-ree-ya, made from tropical limes, sugar and a potent sugarcane brandy—cachaca (ka-sha-sa).
Call it the Sex in the City hangover; Cosmo is for the girls’ night in or when they paint the town red. In the mix are Vermouth, Bourbon, bitters, a Maraschino cherry and orange peel twist.
Always wanted it in multiples? Swill this. A blend of creamy coffee-flavoured Kahlua, thick Irish Cream, almond-rich Amaretto, vodka and ice. Don’t say we didn’t tell you how not to fake it.
Forget fuddy-duddy Bond’s shaken-not-stirred syndrome. Try this inventive and wobbly-jelly version of the gin-slick. Served as cubes on spoons, which are stirred and set, so you can chew and swallow.
C. Auguste Dupin Edgar Allan Poe
WHO The first modern fictional detective. Appeared in only three stories, but created most of the staples of the genre.
LIKE The arrogant sleuth-bumbling sidekick combination; baffled policemen; solution through deductive logic from clues.
REAL LIFE MODEL Eugene Francois Vidocq, criminal-turned-legendary Paris policeman, and later, the world’s first private detective.
So you thought you knew all about
Last week, he joined a band of batsmen who have scored a ton against all Test sides. Spot the googly below.
A. "I took impetus from Dravid, Laxman and Patel," he said after a 2003 India-Australia Test.
B. "I want my air ticket to go home. I’ve had enough," he said during the 1991 English tour.
C. In 2000, he batted in sunglasses to protest against not being given the team he wanted.
D. In 2001, Lara said the loss of 15 of 17 overseas Tests left a huge scar on him.
E. He made 688 runs—a record 42 per cent of Windies’ output—in Sri Lanka in 2001-02.
Answer C. Due to a growth on his eyeball, he was advised to avoid direct sunlight.
Meat at its most savage. Eaten raw by Mongols (Tartars), who slapped bleeding beef under their saddles and rode till it was pulverised and edible. Frenchified last century with the addition of tartar sauce and raw egg, often served by writer Gertrude Stein to artist Pablo Picasso in Paris. It’s tamest version yet? The flame-licked meat patty from Germany, which we chomp as hamburgers.