La Bomba Del Amanecer

bomba1Sweet.  Messy.  Totally fun.

It’s Abraham Lincoln’s birthday today!  To celebrate, I have created a drink to honor his memory.  Happy Birthday Abe!



Okay, maybe that’s not entirely true.  Tequila doesn’t really symbolize our 16th president.  But it does symbolize Mexico (to an extent), and Linocln was a friend of Mexico: Abe opposed the Mexican-American War, and in return Mexican president Juárez refused aid to the confederates (and actually jailed rebel soldiers that went to him to ask for help).  So this drink more symbolizes our continuing friendship with our neighbor to the south.


Okay, I’m pulling that out of my butt, too.  This drink doesn’t have anything to do with friendship, unless you’re talking about my relationship with liquor, in which case, it’s not friendship, but eternal love.  However, today is Lincoln’s birthday, so DRINK UP!

bomba2La Bomba Del Amanecer

– Tequila
– Cerveza (Mexican Beer)
– Grenadine
– Orange Juice

The real reason I made this drink is because I wanted to create a ‘bomb’ drink, which is a drink in which you drop a shot of liquor into a beer, and I wanted it to involve tequila.  Now there is already a Mexican Car Bomb out there (it’s a shot of tequila dropped into a cerveza), so I needed to bump it up a notch.

  • Fill a glass ½ – ¾ way with a cerveza of your choosing.
  • Fill one shot glass with tequila.
  • Fill another shot glass ¾ with orange juice, and then pour grenadine slowly down the side so it pools on the bottom of the glass.


    Like so.

  • At the same time, drop each shot glass into the cerveza, with the tequila going in first.


  • Swirl the glass once.
WARNING - Splashing may occur.

WARNING – Splashing may occur.

  • Chug.  Chug it!  Don’t be a wuss; this is a bomb, not a fine wine!  CHUG-A LUG IT!

This is essentially a mash-up of a Mexican Car Bomb and a Tequila Sunrise, hence the name, which my Spanish speaking friends assure me means Sunrise Bomb (although I don’t really know; I can barely speak English).  I wasn’t quite sure how this mix would turn out, but I am glad to say that it surpassed all of my hopes.  Instead of mixing all together, the drink tastes more like it was layered.  If I can get poetic here for a moment (and like you can do anything to stop me), it’s like watching an actual sunrise: the night of Cerveza first, then the agave flavor of the tequila starts to shine, which then is coupled with the cresting sun of orange juice, and then the pure sweetness of the grenadine of the full sun at the very end.  It’s incredibly tasty, a lot of fun, and can get you pretty drunk if you’re not careful.  In other words, it’s the perfect drink for a hot summer day.


Phil & Rosco Glance Into History

Phil and Rosco sit in a living room.  Phil is reading a newspaper, while Rosco is setting up the board game Mousetrap.

PHIL: Hmmm, well what do you know?  Apparently, George Washington borrowed two books from a New York Library and never returned them.

ROSCO:  Really?

PHIL:  Yeah.  In 1789, which is the year he became president, he borrowed “Law of Nations,” a dissertation on international relations, and a volume of debate transcripts from Britain’s House of Commons, and never returned them.

ROSCO:  Wow.

PHIL:  He didn’t even sign his name.  Just put down “President”.


PHIL:  I don’t know how to feel about this.

ROSCO:  Well if the sonofabitch became the first president of America that year, he probably thought he could do whatever the fuck he wanted.  Still, he was so honorable or whatever, that all he could manage to do was not return some free books.

PHIL:  I wonder if he felt guilty afterwards.

ROSCO:  (in a low gruff voice) You know what, Martha? I ain’t fuckin returning these.  (in a high-pitched voice) I don’t know George – (in a low gruff voice) No, fuck it. I’m the President; the library can suck my dick.

PHIL:  I think his behavior set the bar pretty low for those to follow.

ROSCO:  I think this has been a big fucking government secret.  Someone definitely lost their job and/or life over letting this little factoid slip out to the public.

PHIL: (chuckling) National Treasure 3: The Lost Tomes of GW

ROSCO:  And the BIGGER secret is that presidents have been taking books ever since then, and that is how the Library of Congress really started.

Pause.  Phil slowly puts down his paper, wide-eyed.

PHIL: (softly)  Oh shit . . .that makes intuitive sense.

ROSCO: We’re through the looking glass, Phil.  We need to watch our backs.

They each tentatively look around the room, waiting to see if something happens.  When nothing does, they go back to what they were doing.  Pause.

ROSCO:  I bet all they were looking for was porn.

PHIL: For sure.

“I’m president; the library can suck my dick.”