Y is for Y the Hell Not! (Also for Yummy)

The Scooby Snack as it's supposed to look - note the size of the glass...

Five days ago I shared a link on Facebook for a bowl-me-over completely deliciousified drink called a Scooby Snack. Since then I've been hunting down the ingredients, obsessed with tasting its pastel limey frothiness.

It wasn't easy. Even in a wild west town like mine where there's more liquor stores than gas stations. I'm from Ontario, see, a place that perennially has a pickle up its ass when it comes to liquor laws. The Liquor Control Board of Ontario (commonly known as the LCBO or the In And Out Store), which is run by the provincial government, dictates where booze can be sold, when it can be sold, and what kind of booziness the protestant-manifestoed, rule-infested people of that great province can imbibe. I came out to Alberta and was bowled over by booze stores on every block. Even Sobey's, a grocery store, has its own liquor store – and it even has its own FLYER. I mean, can you imagine a sale flyer for the LCBO arriving in your mailbox in Ontario??? It just wouldn't happen.

Not that I care, not really. I'm not much of a drinker and can't remember the last time I bought booze. Still, there was something about that Scooby Snack photo that sent me running. Here's the recipe:

SCOOBY SNACK
1/2 oz. (15ml) Midori Melon Liqueur
1/2 oz. (15ml) Malibu Coconut Rum
Splash of Pineapple Juice
Shot of Whipped Cream, the stuff in a can, of course
You put all the ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice, shake, pour into a glass and garnish with more whipped cream.

I had a heck of a time finding all that stuff. Had to search for a cocktail shaker to start off with – found one in Canadian Tire. $9.95. Bargoon! 

The Malibu rum was in the first liquor barn I went to (suddenly I was no longer an Alberta liquor store virgin), but I couldn't find any Midori. I phoned around the other day to other liquor barns and was unsuccessful, but on a lark I popped into the crappiest looking store in town and, voila, there it was! I must say, the store was crappy on the outside – the fact that a pick-up truck drove through the front window a few weeks ago and it's all boarded up with plywood doesn't help – but the inside was funky and cool and kinda friendly. 

I was going to wait until Dave got home before I tried the drink, because you're not supposed to drink alone, right? A sure sign that I'm a raving alcoholic, right?

Pfffft.... I couldn't wait. And besides, my Y letter was Y the Hell Not!

So I made it ... except I didn't have a shot glass to measure the booze so I actually think my drink was three times a normal size – making it more of a Scooby Buffet than a Snack. But it was DEEEE-LIICOUS!!!! I slurped it down like nobody's business, felt giddy for about 10 minutes, than went upstairs and fell asleep.

My Scooby Snack - in an old-fashioned glass ... *hiccup*