I’m sure you’ve heard the following phrase:
Behind every successful man, there’s a woman.
That woman in question was probably a Capricorn.
Our tenth sign of the zodiac, Capricorn is the sign of ambition and drive and supreme focus. They are great in the board room not only because they thrive on power and position, but also because they have the amazing talent of remaining calm in a crisis.
They are posh, polished, and probably planned it all that way–mental, emotional, or physical makeovers are just their style.
For a sign so focused on precision I kept coming back to the classics, The Manhattan, the Gin Martini, drinks that has an air of something elegant and timeless about them.
But then what would I do with my evening?
Instead, let’s slum a little with the up-and-coming Capricorn and see what sort of drink they inspire.
Oh, definitely something that speaks of yearning for the best in life, that just-barely-contained lust for power, and the willingness to do whatever. it. takes. to get there. To a Capricorn on the rise, the ends certainly justify the means. Some might suspect our sea-goat is a little over-eager but they’d be hard-pressed to pinpoint why they suspect it, because the Capricorn exudes an “I know” vibe that can leave the rest of us second-guessing.
Cap is shrewd, secretive when he thinks he’s got the inside track, but willing to coddle a former friend whose just made it big if they think they might be able to use them some how.
Yes, I do believe this side of Capricorn makes for a most interesting cocktail.
The Social Climber
2 oz Cognac
1 1/4 oz Peach Schnapps
1/2 oz Kahlua
Combine the three spirits in a mixing glass over ice and stir for precisely 15 seconds to sufficiently chill the alcohol without diluting it more than necessary. Strain into a chilled glass of ample volume and do not sully the drink with any thing even remotely resembling a maraschino cherry.
In my mind, our Capricorn-on-the-make will use the best he can afford, even if he’s still acclimating to the taste. To help blend in he adds the schnapps, but even after a round with his new boss there’s still that bitter aftertaste of the 12 shots of espresso he downed that afternoon to make it through that last big project that he hopes will get him the promotion.
Reaching. Cloying. Desperate.
I think that says it all.