I've had it with the "hippie punch" brouhaha. I want it to be a drink, like "Hawaiian Punch" or whatever. Help me devise a recipe.
ADDED: I'm recommending Ripple and... still water.
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Bad homemade wine and lsd
Yeah. Still not gettin' this.
Absinthe and coca cola.
I don't know how many hippies ever made it to the Pegu club in Burma, but if you want a good drink...
3 parts gin
1 part lime juice
1 part Cointreau
Dash Angostura bitters
I may try some other bitters. Peyshaud works fine but makes it pink like a Cosmo. NTTAWWT.
Bring equal parts THC extract, granola bread, and Jane Fonda's sweat from free love to a boil. Then pour it quickly into a satanic chalice until it cools and then serve it with a flower garnish.
Koval Distillery out of Chicago makes a Millet-based whiskey...not quite granola, but getting there.
Oranically grown and naturally made Green Tea made the sun (1/3), Annie Greensprings Pear Wine (1/3), Vodka (1/3) some lemon slices and other fruit like strawberries, raspberries etc.... either home grown or bought at the local organic farmers market.
(I actually have made this in the past in my misspent hippie dippy youth)
Patchouli. Lots of patchouli.
And bare feet and puppies.
"Koolaid" + "Crush."
Vodka, pineapple juice, grenadine, chartreuse, mint, cherry, shake well.
It's like a raaaainnbooooow!!
Coming, colors in the air,everywhere!
Kombucha Tea & Green Dragon
Mix with equal parts acid rain and melted polar ice cap.
Bob_R, you might appreciate this blog dedicated to the Pegu Club and its lore.
Equal parts THC extract, granola bread, and Jane Fonda's sweat from free love,...
Broth made from the left wings of turkeys,...
LOL!
Oh, man, y'all's killing me!
You hippies are always looking for a high.
Of course, the vodka was because I wasn't really buying into the Hippie mantra and it did sort of cancel out all the natural organic stuff.
Still.....tastes good and gives a wallop.
1. Put down blender
2. Fire up doobie
Hippie Punch could also be a magazine full of jokes and cartoons you have to be really stoned and really British to understand.
Found the Pegu blog recently. Been a Martini drinker for several years. Like an occasional Satan's Whiskers. Both the wife and I are fond of Sidecars. So the Pegu was a natural. Make Friday evenings worth waiting for.
It's gotta have dandelion wine and cloves....
Beth...How did your Saints do yesterday? I heard that their field goal kicker had to take Hippie Punch, or something about punches.
Grain alcohol, grape juice, and blotter acid...no wait that's my recipe for Purple Jesus.
What was the purple Kool-aid that Jim Jones drank?
Yeah, that.
I once had a Coco-Loco in Mexico, kind of fruity, served in a coconut shell and had a variety of spirits in it. One of those and we'll all be hippies again!
Mu tea!
Sweat and Pachouli.
Will rest on your couch for months on end without ever changing.
Will eventually eat all your stuff and then keep you up at night by inviting over comrades for an incoherent and arhythmic drum circle.
Nothing says Hippie Punch like Tequilla and Exlax.
2 ounces 100-proof Southern Comfort
2 ounces Mateus Rose
1 can Tahitian Treat
1/2 a lime
Nutmeg
Steal a glass from an Establisment establishment, squish the lime into the bottom of the glass, add all liquid ingredients, sprinkle nutmeg on top and stir with the stem of a Gerber daisy.
Sip slowly while smoking a joint and talking about society, man.
Did you mean Moo Tea which is a derogatory term for a Wisconsin Tea Party?
"2 ounces Mateus Rose"
No, Mateus was too hoity-toity for the hippie.
Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill was more like it.
Don't forget a little organic mud from Woodstock pastures, and it's got to smell pretty bad.
I just had a flashback.
Army 1967: Thunderbird wine. It's all we could afford. Bought it by the gallon. Woo hoo!
Ripple:
I've drank my share of that, too.
Starts with flowers in your hair.
And equal parts parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
Hey, they were all Democrats, right?
They should have called it the Donkey Punch.
"sechasm" -- a yawning sarchasm
Old Fred Sandford joke, Fred asked for Ripple and cream, Aunt Esther says what's that? Fred says a cripple!...
"Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill was more like it."
The drunk hippies in my family liked Mateus because the empty bottles made great candle-holders. As a child I was fascinated by a Mateus bottle I found in the basement which was completely encased in countless layers of wax drips in a rainbow of colors.
Neil Young had another name for Hippie Punch. He called it a honey slide.
http://www.thrasherswheat.org/rns/honeyslides.htm
Trey
"The drunk hippies in my family liked Mateus because the empty bottles made great candle-holders. As a child I was fascinated by a Mateus bottle I found in the basement which was completely encased in countless layers of wax drips in a rainbow of colors."
Weekend hippies! Phony hippies! Rich people!
A man bought Mateus if you had a woman coming over to your pad. You bought cheaper wine when your cheap male friends came over for no apparent reason but to drink your wine and smoke your reef.
I never got drinking that horseshit Boone's Farm. For virtually the same price you could buy some decent table wine. Of course, you WASP hippies had no food or wine culture on which to draw.
tradguy,
Funny thing about that kicker; he was suspended for four games last year for taking Adderall. He says he took it to stay up all night driving, but now I call him Attention Deficit Boy.
What's real, man? Everything in the world is a put-on, everything in the world is plastic. Do your own thing, wherever you have to do it and whenever you want. Mateus, Boone's Farm, weekend, burlap, three-piece-suit. It's all part of the cosmic joke.
What's the word....
Irene, where's the 'punch'?...I think Palladian found it.
If I may: lemonade kool-aid + orange crush + mateus rose; frozen strawberries for panache, unless Palladian volunteers to jump in.
wv: crusqu: how you say 'screw you' after you've had too much of Irene-deborah hippie punch.
"A man bought Mateus if you had a woman coming over to your pad."
Yes, exactly, these were more... frat boys trying to impress a woman. Not hippies. Hippies would put you down if you spent money on Mateus.
This is from real-life experience in Ann Arbor and southern New Jersey, circa 1970.
There was also this thing of making "sangria," which would be based on the cheapest possible wine.
Ripple ha I think I drank so much of that years ago, I forgot it was the wine of choice for college kids on a budget.
Um, how bout a pitcher of White Russians? I mean, if that's ok with you? Like, the Dude prefers White Russians when stickin it to the Man. Remember the Seattle 7? That was the Dude. And six other guys.
Before the house was burning (and maybe still) Palladian was drinking Blue Label, so I'm not sure he knows much about cheap drinks.
deborah said, "Irene, where's the 'punch'?"
I had electric koolaid in mind.
;-)
pad--
Did you say to Meade: "Wanna come over to my pad?"
And "Crush," of course, because it's *swoon* Obama.
"Did you say to Meade: "Wanna come over to my pad?""
No, that would be square.
I'm reduced to Old Overholt these days. Not a bad drink, actually.
And it was poseur hippies who insisted on ideological purity. Who's to say the Mateus wasn't stolen, anyway?
Whatever else is in it, the ice cubes should be made from bong water.
There was a time when the word pad was like totally cool.
"Palladian said...
I'm reduced to Old Overholt these days"
Try Rittenhouse...it's 100 proof, like Overholt used to be, and can be had for $10-20 in most markets.
"Bob_R said...
What's the word...."
Haven't you heard?
"Hey, bud, how 'bout a nice hippie punch?"
Ah, there's a visual.
Greg Toombs said...
Absinthe and coca cola
God, what a Philistine.
Ann Althouse said...
Weekend hippies! Phony hippies! Rich people!
Weren't they all?
Well, thanks for making me look like a square, Irene... ;(
I'm cool, I tell ya, cool as the other side of the pillow.
"There was a time when the word pad was like totally cool."
Yeah, now it just means, you know.
You're still cool, deborah.
Cool still means "cool."
Hippie Punch?
Nope. Nothing will ever be able to replace Wapatuli.
The term Hippie punch should be discouraged. Too many of our senior citizens are being physically abused without making light of the crime. This is like joking about statutory rape. It is in very bad taste.
The term Hippie punch should be discouraged. Too many of our senior citizens are being physically abused without making light of the crime. This is like joking about statutory rape. It is in very bad taste.
Hey, she said she was 21. Old enough to have heard that joke before!
A group of my old fraternity buddies has an annual miniature golf tournament, where the loser of each hole must do shots of Mad Dog. We often mix the varieties trying to achieve the grayish possible color. Sometimes it almost is palatable. But that is later in the evening. It is a 26 hole course, with the winner also giving a shot for each hole. I don't like to think that hippies would do this because it would associate me with hippies, but maybe they would.
Also, if I'm not mistaken, Jim Jones and his followers used Flavoraid, not Kool Aid.
WV- dinksmat - what several varieties of Mad Dog sound like when the mix isn't so good...
My favorite punch, and we drank during our hippie days, was Everclear PGA, lime sherbet and 7-Up.
Kicked your ass.
Thanks, Irene. I think you're cool, too.
Todd would always try to ply Lisa Luepner w/ Mateus.."Any new developments down there, Lisa?"
And of course, Lisa's father was afflicted w/ that dreaded Slinky disorder...he was born w/o a spine.
SNL circa 1976.
A local brew pub here in Boise has a Hippie Shake. If nothing else, it's like a punch to the cerebellum (if you have too many of them).
@Palladian, you could get special candles that dribbled all sorts of different-colored wax down the sides of the bottle. I did it myself with a bottle of Chianti classico. After less than a month, burning the candle only hours at a time, I had the bottle nearly covered.
I thought it was cool and showed my sophistication. One raven-haired beauty I had over for dinner took one look at it and laughed.
I got even. I married her.
We got a couple bucks for it at a yard sale.
Vodka, pineapple juice, grenadine, chartreuse, mint, cherry, shake well.
It's like a raaaainnbooooow!!
Coming, colors in the air,everywhere!
If I order a Double Rainbow, will it make me cry?
Way back in the day, session musicians in Nashville & Memphis would meet up after hours and pour whatever fortified wine/liquor each had at the end of the night into a jug and pass it around while they chilled. They called it wine Spo-dee-o-dee.
Hank Williams wrote the song, but I prefer the Jerry Lee Lewis version.
We did pretty much the same in North Beach in the 60's. You threw whatever herbs and what-nots that you cared to share on the table and added a bottle to the communal jug.
I beg to differ about Mateus Rose not being hippie fare. Mateus Rose was always in the mix and the oval bottle was the crash pad candle holder of choice.
It should be Electric.
Hippie Whine: "I can't believe it's not legal yet."
Anyway, I'm going to say that I'm highly amused by your clever Dead reference.
I'm recommending Ripple and... still water.
What a cool reflection!
wv = etrompl !!!
To make a Hippie Punch, start with some Annie Green Springs Apple Wine and pour into one of those old wine sacks hippies used to sneak into concerts. Now add a generous helping of Patchouli, a little bit of flop sweat, and just a touch of bong water. Shake well and serve at room temperature, either alone or in conjunction with Colombian "tobacco." Never, under any circumstances, use measuring cups to determine how much of any ingredient to mix, 'cause measuring stuff is just a drag man.
We over in the cocktail side of the blogosphere are always watching, Ann. I'll stick the name Hippy Punch in my bag of Drinks to Be Created, and let you know if I come up with anything worth mixing twice.
And thanks to Bob_R and KLDAVIS for the Pegu discussion, which was certainly good for a post of my own.
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