So as you may or may not know at this point in time, Cafeen is the student bar. Run entirely by students on a volunteer basis. The perks to being a member of the Cafeen team is that you get discount and free booze, plus you get to go on the weekend getaway drunk-a-palooza and bartend, which is something that I've missed a lot.
When I started school, an email went out that they were looking for new bartenders. Even though it's only a volunteer position, I figured it would be cool to meet people and be working behind a bar again. I filled out the application and then didn't really think of it again.
I didn't hear word back for five weeks and figured that they had chosen other people. Not a big deal, I could spend my Friday nights drinking as I usually do.
However, on Wednesday I received an email that I was in! Whut. Was not expecting that. And so I was told to report to Cafeen the following evening with my favourite fruit.
Anyone who knows me well knows that I do not like fruit. Any fruit. At all. So I chose the one that I could tolerate the best... an apple.
Fast-forward to Thursday night and I showed up at Cafeen was handed a beer and sat down to listen to the rules and how things work. After all the boring stuff, things got interesting...
I was really nervous about the fruit thing. All six new members had brought one and they varied. If we had to eat them, I was going to have some serious issues. I'm a brat.
But no, we soon found out that we had a challenge. We were going to have to make a drink that was "our fruit" themed. Kind of cool actually. I felt like I was on Masterchef. We had ten minutes to scurry around behind the bar, using the blender, liqueurs and any flavouring syrup we wanted.
I really wish I knew how to make an appletini, because that would've been sweet, but after looking around, I found apple liqueur and figured I could make some kind of girly drink.
It also soon became apparent that I was the only one with bartending experience. After I diced up a lemon and started pouring shots into cups, my fellow newbies jokingly claimed that I was cheating.
Anyway, my drink ended up being a half shot of rum, a shot of apple liqueur and a half shot of "exotic fruit" liqueur (I have no idea). Then I added sprite and some grenadine. The grenandine was mostly for colour purposes because the apple liqueur was this weird brown colour and made the drink look like shit. But as far as taste goes, I tried it and it was actually pretty awesome. The liquor wasn't too strong and the "exotic fruit" liqueur actually blended with the apple well. For kicks, I garnished the glasses with apple slices. Pretty cute, if I say so myself.
When time was up, each of our drinks were passed around and were given a score out of ten. Mine got an eight and I was only beat by a girl who had had brought bananas and had made a chocolate milk, Bailey's and banana smoothie. Easy win for her. I actually hate bananas and even I thought it was amazing.
We then got drunk. Quel shock.
I was supposed to meet up with the Germans and the Frenchies at Wunderbar later on in the evening, but I once again got too drunk (seems to be a theme these days) and ended up just going home. However, I do remember desperately wanting some pizza but being too lazy to bike and get a slice. For some reason I thought that an appropriate substitute would be bread (not toasted or anything) with cream cheese on it... I don't even know.
Anyway in other news I'm headed off to Munich tomorrow to meet up with dearest Sarah and her friend Julie. From there we're heading to Berlin on Sunday, (superrr excited for that) and then to Prague on Tuesday. I'll be back on Friday morning to my dear Sonderborg once again.
PS. I bought this absolutely gorgeous lace white shirt last week. Washed it today and it's yellow. I have no idea what dyed it but I was crushed. I loved that shirt. So, you better believe I biked back to H&M and bought it again. Got money ta blowwww. Only not really. But for 20$, it's totally worth the amount of wears that I'll get out of it and that's how I look at it.
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