It’s practically written in the CarefulPeach employee handbook that every Peach shall have a favorite cocktail of choice. And you’ll find when it comes to matters like booze, we don’t mess around.
Back during Chicago’s freak March heat wave (oh, Midwestern weather, you crazy so-and-so), I saw the light and converted to Bloody Maryianism after a visit to the Silver Cloud, and ever since, my favorite savory cocktail and I have been skipping hand-in-hand together in newly coupled bliss.
On the list of Bloody Marys I have loved, though, one particular beauty stands out in my memory. My boyfriend and I recently found ourselves on a picturesque trip to Madison, Wisconsin for a little weekend getaway. We trekked from our AirBnb-rented apartment (hey Kyle! Thanks for renting us your digs!) to the Weary Traveler Freehouse, a highly recommended haunt just down the street, setting of on a quest to find brunch-appropriate beverages to start our vacation day off right.
What we found therein did not disappoint. God bless Bob, namesake of the Bob’s Bad Breath Burger, for leading us to one of the gastronomical highlights of our gluttonous weekend out of town. Their perfectly mixed, just spicy enough Bloody Mary (served with an optional beer chaser) made for a heavenly way to enjoy a leisurely brunch, intermittently snacking on their massive garnish comprised of briny cocktail onions, olives, dill pickle spears, and the proverbial cherry on top: a pickled Brussels sprout. If you’re serious about your breakfast cocktails (or your burgers. Or your perfectly marinated spicy steak and eggs. Or your beer.), the Weary Traveler will make you one happy camper.
Full disclosure: I did not have the foresight to photograph my Bloody Marys because I drank them all. This Bloody Mary belongs to someone else, but I’m sure it was good too.