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JACKTHORN'S "IRISH FLAG" SHOTS
Orange Whiskey mixture: Your favorite Irish whiskey (Jameson, Bushmills, Redbreast, whatever) with a drop or two of Grenadine. Stir until the hue is right.
In tall clear double-shot glasses, layer green Creme De Menthe, then Irish Cream, then the orange whiskey mixture. The order is important, because higher gravity liquids float on lower gravity ones.
Layering is best done over the rounded back of a small spoon, or teaspoon, or melon baller. Pour the second and third liqueurs over the tool, slowly and steadily, so they don't mix. Ideally the liquid should hit the rounded tool and spread over it, but the tool should be tilted down to touch the side of the glass, so the liquid hits the side of the glass and is further slowed.
Any questions?
In Adoration
Dionysus! Mad and foreign born! On bulls foot You come From wilderness and wanderings In Your manic pilgrim roamings You saw that not by bread alone can the human heart be filled And as we yearned for fullness You gifted us the vine
that unmakes our thoughts conquers fear and heals pains and ends our restlessness but Oh! by Your spirits maddened scheming, though hearts and guts are full to bursting there is always room to spare!
i raise another glass in Your name! There is always room to spare!