Not for the faint of heart, the volcano is a very strong, very disgusting drink that Justin introduced me to at Bill's Bar, when I visited him six years ago in Nara. It is a Spirytus vodka (150 proof) concoction with peach schnapps and Baileys (correct me if I'm wrong, or better yet post the recipe in the comments). You light it on fire and blow it out, swish the unpleasantly warm mixture in your mouth, and down it in one go. I have to say for the record that I prefer taking shots Crown Royal, or even Bacardi 151, to having to deal with one of these.
It took me a while to admit this, even to myself, but I can not keep this drink down. Lets examine a few cases to illustrate my point:
Six years ago, I went out drinking with my cousin Sion (or is it Shawn now?) and Justin as I was getting over the flu. After drinking a volcano and a few more drinks, we drove up to Tenri Dam to go shoot off some fireworks. I was resting in the car when Nam came to check on me. "Are you OK?" she was asking as I replied, by puking all over her shoes. I think she's still traumatized.
Last year, I went out to Bill's bar with Justin and my cousin Tate where I snapped these pictures. Although Bill, Justin, and Tate didn't appear to savor the taste of the volcanoes, I was the only one who rushed to the bowl and projectile vomited some partially digested yakitori (which was delicious, I might add!).
Although I have on one or two occasions been able to keep a volcano down, there is strong evidence that illustrates a connection between me imbibing a volcano and me tossing the cookies. In my college days, I would have trained my body so that I could handle a volcano, and challenged any takers. I am thankful that I am no longer such a dumbass in this regard, and instead I concede defeat to this most evil of evil drinks.
Comments (3)
Ha, looks like the fabled flaming Dr. Pepper from downstairs Sanctuary. I think I have a photo or 2 of those. Those actually taste pretty good. Were you the one who introduced that idea to Jason? The FDP never made me puke, but I remember some spilt flaming rum leading to momentary combustion of a Sanc bar stool. Classic.
Posted by: disco ase | June 14, 2005 5:34 PM
Posted on: June 14, 2005 17:34
Yeah, the first time we went out to Sanctuary I taught the drink to the bartender, and then Jason claimed it as his signature drink. I hate FDPs too- nasty!
It is kinda cool when things catch on fire unintentionally...
Posted by: Adam | June 14, 2005 5:58 PM
Posted on: June 14, 2005 17:58
Ummmmm....College. Adam on floor. Adam with h2o2. Adam on floor. Adam with broken rib. Adam on floor. Adam projecting Crown Royale all over my bathroom, then coming out and saying that "it's okay. No. It's okay. I cleaned it all up." And finally, me in the morning grabbing for my toothbrush only to have a chuck of something land on my hand, then I look around to realize that there are many more chucks appearing at a random, yet well displaced blast pattern all over the sink. College was great.
Posted by: scuba | June 17, 2005 11:47 AM
Posted on: June 17, 2005 11:47