Product review: Wandering Barman's Boozy Bottled Cocktails
On my walk to the grocery store the other day, I passed Mel’s Burger Bar, one of the neighborhood watering holes lucky enough to have an outward-facing bar (as in a walk-up bar that looks out on to the sidewalk, so that no mask-and-glove-wearing civilian has to step inside the establishment). Why “lucky,” you ask? Because of their unique positioning, Mel’s is able to stay open to booze-hungry foot traffic for a literal grab-and-go hooch. Or can of beer. Or glass/bottle of wine. Or…a Wandering Barman pre-mixed, high quality, single-serve cocktail in a sealed container. BAM! “I’ll take one of those,” I exclaimed, as I pointed to the magenta pink-hued ‘Miss Casanova.’
Great concept - hip, Brooklyn-esque bottle design/aesthetic - and an ingredient list that I can actually pronounce and recognize without the help of Google. But let’s get down to business, y’all: how does the beverage taste?
At 18% alcohol, ‘Miss Casanova’ goes down way too easily! I would liken her to a pomegranate-flavored Sour Patch Kid laced with a whisper of spice that flirts with the back of your tongue. Don’t let that scare you; I don’t like spicy cocktails, either. Just trust me when I say that ‘Miss Casanova’ is quite mild and doesn’t sting your throat like a jalapeno-margarita.
My only qualm about the product? Its small size, which couldn’t be more than like 4 ounces. But I remedied that by adding about an ounce of fresh lime juice, a few dashes of bitters, and an ounce of seltzer. I stirred everything together and threw in a few cubes of ice. Et voila!
Rum ain’t your thing? No worries, the company has plenty more varieties and concoctions. Check them out here!
Want to snag one - or ten - of these for yourself? Here’s a handy “locations” link.
Conclusion: For folks who don’t have a full bar setup at home (hello, lack of room and storage space in NYC apartments!), these pre-made bottled cocktails are a high quality and delicious win-win that pack a boozy punch. I can’t wait to sample the rest of the line.
Bottoms up, bitches!
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Until we drink again,
The Lunch Belle