That's How It Happened

The History Of The Doctor Pepper

The Doctor Pepper is a true drinker's cocktail. There are many variants to the recipe, many styles to the imbibing, but only one purpose: to get you slaughtered. The original recipe was drunk as a depth charge of amaretto, sunk into a 1/2 pint of lager and coke mixed 1:1. It frothed like mad requiring it to be downed in one. It tasted exactly like Dr Pepper. Then some wise-ass, possibly from Ohio State invented the Flaming Dr Pepper. This is a precision drink, requiring exact mixing and a steady nerve if you wish to retain your eyebrows. It needs 1 1/2 shots of amaretto, with a 1/2 shot float of Bacardi 151. 151 is as the name suggests 75.5% pure alcohol, totally unavailable in the UK, but when illegally imported comes with a special warning against the dangers of ignition. Take this little double of rocket fuel in a tall shot glass, and carefully set it ablaze with a cigarette lighter. Then send it sinking into a half pint of lager (in a whole pint glass). This causes an immense foaming explosion of lager that needs immediate downing. It tastes almost like Dr Pepper. Hitherto I had been a fan of the Flaming variety, that slight lack of gustatory authenticity being more than compensated for by the danger and drama of the drinking. Now though I wish to pay tribute to Barman Tim of The Office Bar. He has found a way to combine the exquisite taste of the original, with the excitement of the flamer. The photo above shows him about to launch one of his custom depth charge domino rallies. Each shot tips the next one into the pint glass, causing a rolling foaming tsunami of Doctor Pepper goodness. Truly an excellent way to get wasted.

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