Ring the bell -- it's time for Last Call, where JK Grence, bartender at Shady's, serves up booze advice and recipes. Got a burning question for your bartender? Leave it in the comments and it might be answered in a future column.
Names are a funny thing. Names get even funnier when it comes to cocktails. In the late 1970s, the introduction of sweet liqueurs like Peachtree schnapps ushered an era of candy-sweet drinks with lurid names like Fuzzy Navel, Woo Woo, and (of course) Sex on the Beach. With names like those, nobody cared that the drinks tasted horrible. Though the trend has abated some with the vintage cocktail renaissance, it still continues with such concoctions as the Adios Motherfucker, or AMF for short.
Cocktail purists may scoff at these drinks, but giving a drink a salacious name is hardly new. Take, for instance, this week's drink, the Corpse Reviver. Who could resist a name like that? Apparently, several different libationists thought they were pretty original when they came up with it; older cocktail books list several different Corpse Revivers, all of which are completely different.