The White Russian flirted with cult status after the release of The Big Lebowski, a Coen brothers production in which a fashionably unkempt Jeff Bridges…well, we won’t give it away.
Rye whiskey, vermouth, Grand Marnier, and bitters all work the devil’s magic in this all-but-forgotten formula for a cocktail classic.
Forget Robitussin. This fragrant infusion not only makes a run to the store unnecessary, but it goes down with far, far more ease than that syrupy stuff.
There’s a reason this effervescent communion of stout and champagne has the word “velvet” in the title. It’s sooooo smooth and subtly sophisticated. Sip for yourself.
Your mother-in-law may frown upon you teetering around with a martini in hand. But strolling about with a cup of spiced wine? Soooo much more socially acceptable.
Infinitely more complex than the toddy of yore, this little number owes its lure to apple-y cider spiked with a hint of star anise and quite an indecent glug of bourbon.
There’s gonna be some meeeeelting the morning after Halloween, though it ain’t what you’re expecting.
That froufrou blender drink dolloped with whipped cream? Imposter. This is what you really want. Rum, lime juice, and just a touch of something sweet.
A gentle and genteel sipper, this libation draws on gin, cucumber, club soda, mint, and the lilt of lemon as a solution to lazy, languid summer nights.
Succumb to this simple, satiating, seductive Vietnamese tradition. Known as ca phe sua da, it’s just coffee, ice, and sweet, sweet, sweetened condensed milk.
Stunning and sophisticated, this cocktail relies on rhubarb for tartness, orange for intrigue, sugar for sweetness, and tequila for an afternoon nap.
This simple elixir, er, spritzer draws on sweet cherries, tart lime, and sugar syrup. Splash into sparkling wine or seltzer as needed throughout the dog days of summer.
A sprightly seasonal classic, this variant on a Pimm’s Cup is a wham bam grand slam of booze, orange, lemon, cucumber, mint, and lemon-lime soda.
An old-fashioned cocktail that takes its namesake tinge of pink—albeit a manly man’s shade of pink—from a splash of bitters. A cure-all of sorts. Elizabeth Stewart explains.
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