Pink Greyhound

March 10. 2010 (Day 39) — Pink Greyhound

Take a nice loooong look at that photo. Study it. Soak it in. It’s a picture of a greyhound in a pink pantsuit.

Thankfully, tonight’s drink simply bears the name Pink Greyhound. It isn’t actually one. Seriously… poor dog.

But, per a request from my wife, Jenn, and my friend, Brenna, I figured I’d break the recent trend of more ass-whupping drinks and take a trip down Foofy Lane. Foofy Ass-Whupping Lane.

So, we busted our one of the many cookbooks we got for Christmas (What? We like to cook.) This time, it was Bon Appetit’s cookbook — which I would certainly recommend. So, without further a-doo-doo!

Serves 2

• 2/3 cup vodka
• 2/3 cup  fresh grapefruit juice
• 2 teaspoons grenadine

Mix together with ice, then pour into highball glasses filled with ice.

Preeeety

But don’t be fooled, quite like my wife after making a sexist joke, this pretty little thing will straight up ruin your ass.

Seriously. She’s hot. But she’s dangerous.

It looks kinda sweet and foofy doesn’t it? (Not Jenn, the drink… although…)

Well, it’s good. And just sweet and fruity enough. But that vodka is going to come around with a nice roundhouse to the temple and knock you on your ass.

Cheers!

— Mark