Today, constant reader, is National Aviation Day.You are encouraged, among other things, to invite the people of the United States to observe National Aviation Day with appropriate exercises to further stimulate interest in aviation in the United States. You might buy a pilot lunch, or tell him, oh, yes, very, when he asks you whether you’d like to go flying in that keen little plane he’s been ogling. If only for the appreciation that’s in it.
Might I recommend some aviation themed cocktails for that special someone?
Aviation – gin, maraschino liqueur, lemon juice
Kamakazi – vodka, triple sec, lime juice
Tailspin – gin, Sweet Vermouth, Green Chartreuse, Campari, (sounds horrible, no wonder it’s called a tailspin)
Jolly Pilot – gin, brandy, Cointreau, Sherry, Angostura bitters
Sky Pilot – gin, crème de noyeau, orange juice, Sherry
Sky Pilot – applejack, rum, grenadine, lime juice
Flying Fortress – Cognac, vodka, anisette, Cointreau
Flying Tiger – white rum, gin, grenadine, sugar, aromatic bitters
Parachute Cooler – coffee, kirsch, brandy, egg white
Word around the flight line is that the Kamakazi is a particularly dangerous concoction. Dinna ask me how I know.
What you probably ought not do on national aviation day is get yourself all hung up in power lines shortly after take-off and claim that you are now a Tailhooker. I don’t think.
hey, that there’s a good handy cheat sheet for the bartender.
one question, though.
what are the men drinking?
what are the men drinking?
*snerk* I was wondering about that…
appropriate exercises to further stimulate interest in aviation in the United States. You might buy a pilot lunch
Does this mean I can buy you lunch today since I’m headed your direction, or does that knuckle-dragging, guy-always-pays thing still apply?
But what do aviators with good taste drink? Guinness?
Marianne
I think the “You might buy a pilot lunch” line was a code for “please hit the tip jar to your right”…
Lex ~ your lunch will have to wait until Vegas. I don’t think it will keep if I were to try to ship it from here to there.
Umm… well… I see that joke fell completely flat.
*slinking off somewhere to hide*
Sounds like a bunch of drinks for the blouse wearing poodle walkers in the house. Except for the Campari. Isn’t that Av Gas with Red dye #9 in it?!?
I’ll buy my soon to be father-in-law a beer. He’s an old Phantom driver and can’t even spell Cointreau.
Cheers
I can believe there are many aviators that have spent time in taverns but can’t imagine any of them ordering a parachute. These drinks are too foo-foo for a flyer. No self respecting pilot would order something that had Green Chartreuse, kirsch, crème de noyeau or maraschino liqueur in it.
Burnt Fuselage
1 ounce VSOP Cognac
1 ounce Grand Marnier
1 ounce dry vermouth
Stir with ice; strain into chilled cocktail glass and twist a strip of lemon peel over the top.
Straight from the O’Club bar at Cubi Point, the most famous in the annals of Naval aviation.
Cubi Special (We’re talking about the drink. Get your minds out of the gutter.)
Mix
96 oz. orange juice
84 0z. pineapple juice
6 ox. mango juice
6 oz. cranberry juice
2-4 oz. grenadine
Rum to taste – lots of rum.
Large garbage cans work well for mixing the Cubi Specials. Add enough rum and you don’t even have to worry about cleaning it beforehand.
If it’s just you and the better half, and not the entire squadron imbibing, try:
16 parts (ounces) orange, 14 parts pineapple, 1 part mango, one part cranberry and 1/2 part grenadine. Add 10 – 15 parts rum. I like to use half dark and half light rum. Enjoy!
Man I wish I could have gone to Cubi while it was still open.
Probably just as well that I did not………………
Wilco, I’m with you all the way…no self-respecting snake eater would ever…ever… consider drinking one of these mind f**king Chick drinks… I guess it must be just another one of those fey Naval Aviator things they do… Best
Skippy- you couldn’t handle Cubi…..
Snake- I’m wid ya. IMEO, all those drinks above require a limp wrist to concoct. Whiskey (scotch, bourbob or Irish- Canadian ain’t whiskey…) should be drunk neat, with ice or with a splash o’water, nothing else. All them clear liquids are just for straight shots to impress or just get F/U.
Anything with fruit juice, chocolate, soda or anything else sweet in it or used to hide the booze is a Chick drink..Oh yeah anybody that adds fruit to a beer (lemon-lime included) just might be gay…..
Lastly, Cubi Specials are exempt because they can be rightly considered a health drink..but only poolside at the Cubi “O” Club after a “gentlemanly” (LOL) game of jungle-ball to be taken with a big ol’Cubi Dog….errrrrr-burp.
b2
B2, If Cubi Specials are, as you claim, “a health drink” than how do you account for the bazaar, unhealthy appearance of xairboss who claims to have imbibed garbage can quanities of the stuff ? Best
Two fingers of Scotch, preferably a peaty single malt, straight or over ice on a hot day.
Snake:
I’m affraid I counteracted the health benefits of “Cubi Specials” by frequent trips to the great, rotating deliverer of gastronomic delight – otherwise known as the Cubi Point Hot Dog Machine. I even have a “Cubi Point Hot Dog Centurion” patch to prove it. Besides, lots of roads I’ve taken in life haven’t been exactly paved. At least I still have my hair – just needs a little brushing. Can’t seem to stand looking in the mirror to accomplish that task. Regards.
FbL, I think the fairer sex had BETTER hide during this discussion, considering the general tenor–that those who imbibe “manly” drinks are far and above everyone else, especially those weakling women–er, CHICKS.
Ah, well, what they don’t know won’t hurt them.
doorkeeper
Actually I was thinking that the Cubi Special sounded pretty darn good … and even better now that I know it shouldn’t result in looking like xairboss (not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course!).
How about the Mig-15? Combine equal portions of cognac and drambuie (whatever proportions suits you’re fancy)
on the rocks. Savor.
OR—hewing to things Naval, how about “Starboard Lights?” : Vodka and Green creme de menthe on the rocks.
78th TFS Bushmaster Bite: 1 quart everclear grain alcohol, six magnums champaigne, one fifth ea. vodka, gin, burbon, ix bottle grenedine, 2 lg. cans concentrated oj, 2x60oz seven-up, 2x large tins Hawiian Punch, LOTS of RUM to taste. Orange slices. All in one lg garbage can or shrimp boil pot, mix and enjoy.
St. Pats Day Punch for Pilots: Take two 1/2gallons vanilla ice cream; one fifth peppermint schnapps, one fifth green creme de menthe, two fifths vodka and two fifths Champaign. Half way through the party (by this time no one will notice)take an equal sized bowl of starboard lights, pour into the by-now half-empty bowl of punch, stir for darker green effect, stand back and watch the fun.
I’ll take a shot of Jaegermeister, extra cold please. Anything else is too much work.
What amazes me is that the comments on a blog about drink might surpass serious discussions on politics or national security. You know, I think we might be headed in the right direction. Cheers!
Michelle:
If you are not otherwise attached – let’s elope tomorrow. I’ll even give up the cigar.
Xairboss, Tube Steaks ( /a/ka/a hot dogs, especially with kraut) are one of my all time favortite a foods… it must be the result of marrying a pointy headed, limp wristed, square headed, oh so Northern Europern, white broad ( she knows who she is) who, it goes without saying, is the love of my life… Best
B2,
Its all in conditioning. The more you do something the more better you get at it. That’s why I am a pro at Wanchai liberty…………………
Snake:
Sounds like you have good taste in both food and women.
I can’t believe no one has commented on the guy’s sub-standard pass!
I’ve never been a Naval Aviator, so I can’t do it.
Lex? Nose?
And there’s the B-52
1 shot Kahlua coffee liqueur
1 shot amaretto almond liqueur
1 shot Bailey’s Irish cream
Layer ingredients, in order, kahlua, amaretto, then irish cream.
I used to love the fountain they would break out at Cubi for the airwing parties, that pumped out unlimited Cubi Specials. Nothing finer than a pleasant evening, a lumpia and stick food spread, a Cubi Special in your hand, watching your buddies bouncing below. Just zip on the Hawaiian print flight suit (complete with all the zippers, squadron embroidering and a FOD flap) and the night was yours for the taking. I hope those UPS guys appreciate what we gave up for them.
I also must admit an affinity for a authentic Bushwhacker (from the now-defunct Sandshaker, natch) with the 151 shot in the straw.
Snake,
Anything I can taste pineapple or orange or cranberry juice in, is a health drink- with or without booze! Do you see my point. Tying one on with a belly full of sweet juice = a big technicolor mess later. Plus, a Macanudo don’t go with any of those girlie drinks…
Re the “Bad Effects” vis a vis the xairboss’s A.K.A. Gabby Hayes appearance, I can’t answer that question directly. Genetics perhaps? Or possibly he didn’t get in the pool and have the near drowning/calorie burning experience playing jungle water polo? Who knows.
However, I would like to congratulate him on his achievement and ask him if there is a patch for Cubi Dog Centurion..I think I qualify, too! I’d mount it right alongside my Homer Simpson patch.
The Snake,
Anything I can taste pineapple or orange or cranberry in, is a health drink- with or without booze! Do you see my point. Tying one on with a belly full of sweet juice = a big mess later. Plus, a Macanudo don’t go with any of those girlie drinks…
Re the “Bad Effects” vis a vis the xairboss’s A.K.A. Gabby Hayes appearance, I can’t answer that question directly. Genetics perhaps? Or possibly he didn’t get in the pool and have the near drowning/calorie burning experience playing jungle water polo? Who knows. However, I would like to contragulate him on his acheivement and ask him if there is a patch for Cubi Dog Centurion..I think I qualify, too! I’d mount it right alongside my Homer Simpson patch.
The “Limp Wrist sweet Drink List” keep proliferating above.
Skippy,
“Wanchai liberty” is a poor substitute for Ol’Cubi and especially ol’Patya..Face it. You missed it cruising the Med married to your ex!
b2
Thanks, I’ll skip all the exotic concoctions, and stick to my Bombay Sapphire (a healthy two shots), rocks, tonic water, and a thin wedge of lime: that’s a shot straight to the gut, and as smooth as good North Georgia moonshine.
b2:
Ask, and ye shall receive
http://www.midwaysailor.com/midwaypatches/bobwood-012b.jpg
Badbob:
I had a friend draw up the patch and ordered 20 of them through NEX at Cubi in 68. It was an oval patch with nothing more than a fully garnished Cubi Dog held by a large set of teeth. Above the dog was the word Centurion and below it “Cubi Hot Dog Machine”. We pulled into Yoko later that deployment and there was the patch, sitting in the window of a patch company. So much for proprietary rights. Wish I still had more than the one remaining patch.
So what I want to know is – how much testosterone do you need to put in a drink – any drink?
Cuz it’s flowing like water around here.
ICSFTH
how much?
well, we have fairly well established that entry #1 above falls below the entry threshold, and HF6 at #21 evidently has a shot placed in the target zone.
Hey “X”, gotta ask. What color were those Cubi Dogs in the 60′s?
By the 70′s and 80′s they were an off red color. Indian red I’d say if’n I worked for Crayola. Either way they had an unnatural look about ‘em…LOL. Do you concur?
prowler guy- that looks familiar! I don’t know, maybe I never could get scheduled for a Cubi-Dog “Bagex”!
Kris,
You have the right to vote, become CEO and drink whatever the hell you want. Me too, right? I mean..this blog ain’t SF, is it? Sorry to be so “testy”, you know I’m just funnin’ ya. Snake, handle my lightwork for me please.
Hey. Ain’t discussing Cubi-Dogs more fun than discussing Messiah-Bama?
b2
b2:
Best I can remember is the Cubi Dogs in the olden days looked pretty much like what you get in the US today – didn’t look funny at all. Remember, I’ve killed quite a few brain cells in the interveining years so I could be mistaken.
Not sure what Kris’ problem is, I rather enjoy the give and take despite the fact that I don’t measure up since my current poison of choice is Gosling’s Black Seal rum on the rocks with a bit of lemon peel – for the obvious health benefits of course.
B2,
Yea , I missed Cubi and I missed: old” Pattya too. Did make “new” Pattya though-without the fleet in. Still had a lot to recommend it.
Europe was not so bad in the day though-especially in Palma. Any British, Scottish, or German port got high marks from me. So too did Cannes and Marseilles.
Of course, they did not have the buddy system and all the liberty restrictions then like they have now……………..
On the other hand, Naples sucked then and probably still sucks now.
Yeah, but you could go a lot of places from Naples. A lot of interesting places. Capri, Sorrento, Vesuvius, Rome, all within easy striking distance. Nothing could be better than spring in Italy, even Naples.
Well, maybe Barcelona.
Naples as a launch point: Capri, Ischia, Sorrento, Vesuvio, all beautiful places. My favorite was “The Snake Pit, ” downtown, just off the wharf — a first tier dive if ever there was one. If’n Skippy was of my era, he would have been-there, done-that guide to the joint, I’m sure.
Best liberty ports I can recall were Rotterdam (with rail to Den Haag), Hamburg, Bergen, Golfe Juan and Southampton. Oh, and the beaches of Malta.
Worst, Palermo — before and after quakes — couldn’t tell the diff. The beer was even worse.
We used to have a route of bars down near the Maritime Terminal, (On the border of the “gut”) that we used to call the “Naples 1 low level”. The gutter was a step up…………………
Re: Naples, who could forget Boston Blackies and the Piano Bar. If you have, pictures (then and now [gentrified]) at -
http://www.ikebites.com/rldivision.htm
Caution, some risque language.
Naples was actually pretty nice back in the late 70′s/early 80′s. Unfortunately, most squidly-diddlys either A) took the bus to NSA, shopped, and then ended up in the gut, B) took the bus to NSA, walked back to the stadium area to take care of ‘tension release’ issues, and then ended up in the gut, or C) took a tour of one of the tourista spots mentioned by Flatlander and then ended up in the gut. There is a recurrent theme there, somewhere. Most never found their way to the funiculari station and the top of the hill where all the regular folk resided. Of course, the station closest to the gut is/was located just west of the Galleria, an area off- limits to squids due to CP presence back then. A shipmate (former UNC wrestler) and I wandered into that area one fine day. We were soon surrounded by street urchins calling us “Big Americans”. They just as quickly scampered away, and we realized they were saying ‘Pig’ instead of ‘Big’ when pieces of brick and masonry started raining down on us from the tenement roofs. We ran downhill just as fast as our ‘Pig American’ legs could carry us.
But I digress.
You’re right, Flatlander. Nothing finer than a warm hazy spring morning, walking off of the fleet landing and hiking over to Ercolano, the day stretching out ahead.
Bobble,
Re: Ike bites.
A friend who cruised on Ike told the story of hearing this in the middle of the night on the 1MC: “Ike bites, Ike bites, that is all!”
He said after that deck house 1MC boxes were never powered up underway.