Now, whenever I see one on a menu, the only things I can think about are (1) how I wish I could order it for myself without coming off as an alcoholic and (2) how if I were to share it with everyone at my table, my stomach would almost certainly end up being filled with a gruesome combination of their backwash in the process.īut I suppose I could be being overly dramatic and avoiding communal cocktails, which again, I think are pretty fun, for no real reason. I got sufficiently drunk, had a good time, decided that the idea of a communal cocktail was fun and maybe puked in the bathroom for a while.Īs for the hate aspect of my relationship with communal cocktails, well, as I grew older and started caring more about things like not drinking a whole bunch of spit, the appeal was a little lost on me. It was at an event at a fancy hotel, where scorpion bowls - a tropical variation of these shareable cocktails - were floating around all over the place, and I probably managed to get a good glug of each and every one, even if only in passing.
I had my first (and second and third) one on a night out with friends back in high school. I have a love-hate relationship with just about any cocktail served in a large bowl and meant to be shared.
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