Sorry Margarita, I’m having a Moscow Mule.

There’s a new drink in town.
And now that May in Austin has insisted on delivering us 100+ degree weather, we really have no choice but to attend Happy Hour as often as possible. Hydration, you know.
So I couldn’t help but notice the Moscow Mule about a year ago, and along with other vintage cocktail comebacks — The French 77, The Dark & Stormy — it’s slowly risen to the top of Austin drink menus. Frosty, often copper cups of vodka, ginger beer, and lime, edging out our beloved Margaritas, and even our local invention of similar M-alliteration: The Mexican Martini.
Austinites, do you know what this means? It means we’re finally tired of sour mix.
I had Happy Hour with my friend Kelly last night at Second Bar + Kitchen, and though I walked in envisioning a classy glass of wine, one glance at Kelly’s Moscow Mule was enough to sway me.  I have a thing for ginger, you know, and while I graduated from girly vodka drinks a long time ago, the Moscow Mule is something different.  It’s a vodka drink that doesn’t talk down to you.  It doesn’t treat vodka as a blank slate for fruit juice.  Rather, it highlights the crispness of its other two ingredients, and doesn’t leave you with a nagging sugar high.
So cheers, Moscow Mule.  I hope you enjoy a long run on Austin’s Happy Hour menu, and I for one fully support your ascension to the top of my local drink specials.  Hurrah!
(Note: This post may or may not have been an excuse to show off my brand new camera!  People.  I did it.  I finally got a nice camera.  With a big, honking lens.  I’m so excited I’m taking pictures of everything.  Including my cat.  And my yard.  And my neighbor.  I just walked up to someone’s house and almost took a picture of their living room from the outside window.  Then I stopped, figuring that getting arrested might put a damper on the new camera purchase.)