2 oz Banks Rum
3/4 oz Five Spice Syrup (recipe)
3/4 oz Lime Juice
Shake with ice and strain into a rocks glass.
Two Mondays ago, we waited for a break in the rain and then headed into the Citizen Public House where Sabrina Kershaw and Sean Frederick were bartending. For a drink, I asked Sabrina for the Figawi named after an annual charity boat race from Hyannis to Nantucket each Memorial Day weekend. The regatta apparently got its name when one of the boats got a little lost and the question "Where the fuck are we?" sounded a little different with a strong Massachusetts accent. The drink itself offered a star anise aroma from the syrup that played well with the lime notes. Lime juice on the sip was followed by the funky rum and spice that dried off the swallow. At first, cinnamon and anise notes were most discernible, and later a peppercorn flavor came out.
The euphemisms are getting a bit stale, suffice to say: four people in Boston -- two of whom are much more prolific writers than the other two (including the originator of this blog, who has no excuse apart from laziness) -- who drink and tell.