If it seems like an odd title for a blog post about zombies, that's because it probably is. But I do have to honor the pact I've made to you to report on anything zombie related - which in this case is rather easy.
At Red Robin they have a cocktail called the Screaming Red Zombie. It's pretty good (full disclosure: I like most cocktails. Fun fact: I'm currently drinking a 7&7). It consists of dark rum, light rum, orange juice, grenadine and sweet & sour.
To be completely honest there wasn't enough grenadine in mine or my wife's. It was more like a screaming yellow zombie. I don't want this to be a restaurant review so I'll say this: this is one of those drinks where the zombie name is appropriate. It's appropriate because this is one of those sneaker drinks, what some call "girly" drinks. I only had one but I'm sure that I could have gone through 5 or 6 without realizing I had had even a sip of booze.
This is really where the zombie aspect comes in. If you've ever drank with a middle aged woman you'd know that the most insidious and zombifying drink is the one in which you can't taste the alcohol. And, if you've ever drank too much, or hung out with someone who has, you'd know that being incredibly drunk is much like being a zombie, except that you prefer Jack in the Box instead of brains. It is, therefore, that I declare Red Robin's Screaming Red Zombie to be an official Zombienomics Approved beverage. I don't give this out to any old corporate product with the title zombie slapped on it. No, no, I would only give this title to something that has truly earned its name. This cocktail, in my opinion, has earned the name Screaming Zombie, even if not red, because after a few of these I would certainly become a screaming zombie, and probably red, too (damn Irishmen).
Bottom line: Good drink, lives up to the name. Either go order one or awkwardly try to reproduce it to inferior results.
