A Man's Drink?
"You should have a bushwacka! That's a reeeal mon's drink," said the bartender, letting the words hang like a dare.
Well. I guess that's that. I'll have one. The barman gets to work, I peer over the bar to pick up what I can. Rum, Bailey's ... was that Amaretto? Um. I begin to question my decision. Then, there it is: A tall frosty frappe looking decidedly unmanly. But, wait. Not only is it deliciously frozen and chocolately, it's got some serious kick.
Tonight, we're a long way from the B.V.I. and the dark teak bar of the Bitter End Yacht Club, but whenever the weather turns tropical, the bushwackers are a hit. We serve them as a special dessert drink to chase the island-spiced pork and red beans and rice we served our guests.




