Well, there's the old football game trick of a drunk watermelon, which simply tastes like watermelon. Take a large watermelon and make a small core hole at one end. Pour a quart of vodka into it and reinsert the core. Roll it around for a while to distribute the alcohol, then slice as a normal watermelon and eat. Very plausible for a hot Kansas "Indian Summer" afternoon. So it's not even a drink, it's food. (Yes, I know single malt is considered a food group in some circles.)
BTW, there is the American "7 course dinner" - a pack of Twinkies (contains 2 cream filled white cake things) and a 6 pack of beer.
Unfortunately, I can't think of anyone better than Fabio for that time period. There is an extra hook though, he was on the cover of almost every paperback romance novel printed during those years. So his face (and chest) stared out of every magazine rack in the country. You wouldn't even have to use his name, just "the guy who is on all those paperback covers."
Looking forward to the final product
Artemis
