The ingredient list had me sold.
Giffard banana liqueur. Baijiu. Vodka. Lemon. Thai basil. Lemongrass. Soda.
On paper, that sounds like controlled chaos.
In the glass...
I spent the entire drink waiting for the banana to arrive.
It must've gotten caught in Edmonton construction.
Instead, I got a light, spritzy lemon water with a few herbs hanging around for moral support.
I finished the entire cocktail hoping the next sip would finally be the one.
It never was.
I don't need a banana cocktail to taste like banana candy, but when "B-A-N-A-N-A-S" is written across the menu in all caps, I'd like at least a passing acknowledgment that a banana was invited.
It wasn't undrinkable.
It was just the first drink of the night that made me wish I'd ordered literally anything else.