I was recently laughing at myself thinking about a few food and drink choices I had made that were inspired by fictional characters. I'm quite certain I'm not the only one who has done this. I mean the Cosmopolitan explosion a decade ago must have been driven by at least a few Carrie Bradshaw fans. Personally, when I first started to drink I was already a Wild Turkey man. I don't think I had even smelled it before the first time I ordered it - undoubtedly the influence of Hunter Thompson's Raul Duke.
Then, there was the time the summer before I turned 21 when I found myself at a outdoor wedding on Long Island. It seemed like all the men were in navy blazers, white pants, and boater hats while the ladies donned Laura Ashley. It just seemed so very Gatsby. I thought I was being clever in asking the bartender for a Gin Rickey. He didn't know what it was. And, frankly, neither did I - youthful arrogance repaid with egg on the face.
So how 'bout it? Have you ever felt a bit The Dude and downed a White Russian? Required that your Martini be "shaken?" Maybe you just checked the all the bakeries on the East Side hoping to find petite madeleines? I mean, at least someone must have asked for a cheeseburger “with lettuce and tomato, Heinz 57, and French fried potatoes,” right?