Up periscope! This cocktail is a humdinger. Mr R thought it was “psychoactive” and I saw a yellow aura all around his bonce after drinking just one of these Schnorkels. It was like he’d just eaten a bowl of Ready Brek.
The Schnorkel wasn’t actually named in Binnie Barnes’ honour but the Stork Club Bar Book says, this, “Binnie Barnes goes to bat, literally, for a Schnorkel.” I don’t know exactly what that means, but I do know that the Schnorkel is going to a be a bit of a regular at Silver Screen Suppers Towers.
You will need golden rum, Pernod and lime juice. Batten down the hatches and submerge yourself in a Schnorkel!