Hello and welcome back to The Laidback Gourmet. Last week I had a nice cold can of refreshing stiff Iced Tea. This final week I’m going to go as far opposite as I possibly can. Instead of cool and iced, I’m going with hot and burning. This week I dance with the devil in the pale moon light, and that devil’s name is Fireball Cinnamon Whiskey:
It’s quickly becoming evidence that I will drink anything with a cartoon devil on it
This bottle was a kind donation by my sister Kathi who insisted I try this. Though, to be fair, it’s not just her that wants me to try this stuff, I’ve heard from multiple sources about how good it is. Well, I’m nothing if not a people pleaser, so here I am.
The first thing that strikes me about the drink is the name. Fireball Whiskey? As in Fire Whiskey? The fictional drink of the Harry Potter universe? That alone is enough to bring this to my attention. Sadly, this particular bottle of Harry Potter alcohol did not come with Emma Watson to share a shot with me, so there will be no extra bonus points for that.
That is clearly a man of wealth and taste who has been around for many a long long year.
I like that this stuff doesn’t shy away from the fact that it’s a hot cinnamon drink. It’s slogan is “Tastes like Heaven, Burns like Hell”, and its bottle art shows a demon spewing fire after having a shot of the stuff. That’s more troubling than you might initially realize because that means that this stuff is hot enough to burn even a demon’s mouth. You’d think they’d be used to the hot stuff by now. Let us pour out a measure, shall we?
“The Breakfast of Champions” -Tony Stark
The moment the aroma hits your nose there’s no denying that it’s cinnamon. The smell is STRONG. There’s an alcoholic smell there too, so it ends up smelling a lot like cinnamon mouthwash. Well, with 33% alcohol Im sure it’ll kill any germs that causes bad breath. I’m sure all my dentist readers are pulling their hair out at that last line.
I’m kidding of course. No dentist would read this.
Well, I guess I can’t put it off any longer, I’m going to take a sip of the stuff. Here’s hoping it doesn’t taste like cinnamon Scope.
Hm! Surprisingly enough it doesn’t taste like mouthwash at all. In fact, despite the alcoholic smell, there’s very little alcohol flavor at all. That might be because your tastebuds are completely overwhelmed by the taste of burning hot cinnamon. It’s a bit like taking a mouthful of atomic fireballs, big red gum and hot tamales. (the candy, not the stuff they eat in Speedy Gonzalez cartoons when he’s not singing about marijuana.) The overall effect is a firey cinnamon burn that, while strong, isn’t unpleasant. It’s actually quite enjoyable. However, enough of this sipping, this is meant to be shot, so shoot it I shall.
Not sure what the onomatopoeia is for shooting a drink, so lets go with “bang”
Gotta be honest: For a drink that’s this hot, it goes down surprisingly smooth. I think that’s because the burn comes from a slightly sweet (and very hot) cinnamon, as opposed to that burn you get with cheaper alcohol. Typically, I’m not usually a shot drinker; I prefer to savor my adult beverages. However, this is a mighty fine shot. Or has Han Solo might say, “it’s a great shot, practically one in a million.” It even has a high wacky factor with a cartoon devil on the bottle as well as a loosely based second hand Harry Potter alcohol reference that I’m probably completely imagining due to a month of reviewing booze. Final Score:
Yea, did I mention it burns?
Well that concludes this edition of the Laidback Gourmet. Thank you as always for reading. Please send all praise and accolades to SuperfriendEd@Gmail.com. Until next time, I’m Ed DiFolco, wishing all my readers a very happy healthy holiday season!