Rule 37. Try one new drink each week.
The Rule 37 series of posts chronicle my attempts to accomplish this feat every week.
For the recipes of R37s past, click the Htf do I make these drinks? tab.
For this week’s Rule 37 cocktail, here’s another one from “Old Man Drinks” the cocktail book used for last week’s Rule 37, The Grumpy Old Man. This drink, however, is the polar opposite of a grumpy old man: a cheery young girl called Mary Pickford.
Yeah, I know, you have no idea who Mary Pickford is. Well, she was pretty much the biggest star of the silent film era. She started in vaudeville, eventually graduating to theater by age 15. She discovered the “flickers” a couple years later and decided to make the jump to silent film, marched into some dude’s office (who happened to be named D.W. Griffith) and landed a job on the spot. Her silent film career spanned pretty much the whole era, and she was famous worldwide for her mane of golden locks. She often played the role of little girls, and in one case, a little boy (AND his mother). By 1916 this 24-year-old chick was raking in $150,000 a year when the average household salary was about $2,000. She went on to become a cofounder of a little organization called United Artists, then the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. She married some dude named Douglas Fairbanks, who was also apparently some kind of actor-type guy. She eventually got tired of playing “Little Mary,” and wanted more adult roles, so she pulled a Felicity (or a Britney), and chopped off her famous curls. She was still kind of hot, but people were LIVID that she would do such a thing.
Eventually, she and some guy named Charlie Chaplin were the sole owners of United Artists until she sold out for a cool $1.5 million (IN 1955 DOLLARS). Retired from the movie biz, she married some other actor, and mostly stayed at home to drink a lot. In 1976, the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences were all like “is she still alive?” and finding that she was, they decided to give her an honorary Oscar, which is nice considering she was one of the FOUNDERS OF THE WHOLE DEAL. Plus, she already had an Oscar from her 1929 film, Coquette. She died a couple years after the honorary Oscar, but is pretty much a legend of early film, not only for her acting, but for the business role she played in establishing various institutions that stand to this day. LIKE THE DAMN OSCARS.
The recipe book I snagged this from describes the drink as “sweet and tart – just like ‘America’s Sweetheart’ herself.” None of that Horseface Roberts “America’s Sweetheart” nonsense either. Since we’re going so sweet, I figured I’d go all the way and use some sugary happy sunshine vanilla Bully Boy white rum. It can dominate a drink, but with equal parts pineapple juice in the drink, I want a rum that’s going to make itself known, and not fade away like a Bacardi white would.
Mary Pickford
From the book: “That Mary Pickford sure had nice gams. In the 1920s, about the only thing that could take a man’s mind off those stems was this cocktail, which was named for the silent movie star by a bartender in Havana.”
– 2 oz light rum (Bully Boy)
– 2 oz pineapple juice
– 1 teaspoon grenadine
– 1 teaspoon Maraschino liqueur
Shake it like a crying toddler, strain and serve into a cocktail glass. If you get some pineapple foam on the top, you did it right. Garnish with a lime twist, which I neglected to include. I’m sure the lime tart flavor plays better, but aesthetically I’d use a lemon twist to mimic Mary’s golden curls.
It reeks of pineapple juice, though the Bully Boy, as always, manages to poke through with its sweet aroma of sugar, vanilla and rainbows. It tastes overwhelmingly of pineapple juice, though the Bully Boy adds that fresh-baked sugar cookie-ness, and the maraschino does come through in the finish with a tart snap. I can’t pick out the grenadine specifically, but this is such a sweet drink overall that it could easily get lost in there. The maraschino really helps cut through a bit of the overwhelming sweetness, and I think using less pineapple juice might help bring the drink into a more palatable state. It’s quite lovely, but I wouldn’t want to drink these all night. I’d wake up the next morning with a hangover and dia-bee-tus. But as long as I woke up next to some gams like Mary had, then it’d be worth it.
A Felicity reference? I think you just lost some Man cred.
Below me.
Out of three photos, only the one with the puppies is actually Mary Pickford. The second one is Loretta Young, and I’m not sure who the ballerina is but it isn’t Mary. She never showed her gams.
Sorry, I meant out of the 3 large photos — the 2 smaller ones are Mary.
The only pic that isn’t Mary Pickford is the “Hot and Crazy” pic…that is Lupe Velez. It was mistakenly used in an online article of Mary and now has been picked up all over the internet.