Saturday evening, I had the pleasure of enjoying a late night snack and drinks at Macondo with a small group of friends.
We were enticed by the waitress to try their special drink of the evening, a concoction of whiskey, rioja wine, lemongrass and orange liqueur. However, it wasn’t the elixir itself, which was compelling enough, that prompted our order. It was the delivery method.
We were enticed by the waitress to try their special drink of the evening, a concoction of whiskey, rioja wine, lemongrass and orange liqueur. However, it wasn’t the elixir itself, which was compelling enough, that prompted our order. It was the delivery method.
Say hello to my little friend
That was via porron.
For those too lazy to click to the link, here’s what George Orwell had to say about them: “A porron is a sort of glass bottle with a pointed spout from which a thin jet of wine spurts out whenever you tip it up; you can thus drink from a distance, without touching it with your lips, and it can be passed from hand to hand..”
The idea is that the whole table can share one porron, and because of the proscribed method of imbibing, the hygenic issues of sharing a drinking vessel are minimized.
Adam in Action
I can honestly say that I’ve never had so much fun drinking anything.
At first, it was funny to watch my friends struggle to perform the porron dance of slowly pouring the drink into their mouths and then spilling on themselves as they tried to pull the porron away as the waitress showed us. Once we got the hang of it though, it became a blast to both drink from the porron yourself and watch your friends do so via long streams of alcohol hurling through the air into their mouths.
It was so pleasurable, that I even took to using a spent porron as my water glass.
Josh impressing the ladies
It turns out that porrons are not particularly expensive, and I think they’d make a great gift for anyone who enjoys being a daredevil drinker.
Just be sure to wear a bib….
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