Flaming Dr. Pepper

Next time you're stumbling up to the bar in Old City at 1 am buying drinks for yourself and a disinterested female companion, don't impress her with a jager-bomb and your astonishing ability to recite the nerdy anti-guido youtube video. Why not? Because you want to send a message that you're dangerous and have a sweet, gentle side if she so chooses to go home with you. And frankly jager-bomb screams I'm a dumb.

You want a drink that'll catch everyone's attention and have people saying...

"Oh my! Look at Mr. Nice."
"Someone knows how to party!"
"I can tell that guy's pockets are fat with dirty cash."

So that's why I went with the Flaming Dr. Pepper last week at Bar, in Midtown Village. I wanted to let everyone know that I am the partying, fat-pocketed, Mr. Nice every lady dreams of.

A Flaming Dr. Pepper is a shot of amaretto topped with 151 and a half pint of any light beer. I've heard Corona works best but I had Miller Lite and it worked fine. The bartender then lights the top of the shot glass, producing a vibrant blue glow above the amaretto, and instantly attracting the attention of only the hottest babes in the room. Proceed to drop the flaming shot into the half pint of beer and get to chuggin'. It goes down unbelievably smooth, especially if you are an avid Dr. Pepper fan like myself, as the similarities are uncanny.

Complete the experience with a delicate yet menacing stare around the bar, walk back to the janitorial closet, grab a broom, and be prepared to use it as hotties will be compelled to throw themselves at Mr. Nice the fat-pocketed, party monster.

Flaming Dr. Pepper, check.