“So what do I have to order to get one of those?” a man at a nearby bar stool asked. “It looks amazing.”
No one has to fake an orgasm, a la Meg Ryan in the aforementioned Hollywood hit, to get what I got. But it does take a whole lot of shakin’.
The $16 drink is called a Tonka Puff, and it takes about that number of minutes to mix the frothy, gin-based cocktail. Roughly 10 of those minutes are spent in a machine that does the shaking for DiDonato.
“I wouldn’t put this on the menu if I had to shake it myself,” DiDonato, 29, said.
“Good point,” I concurred.
The electric shaker in the corner of the bar, equipped with neon numbers that count down the mixing time, resembles a mini-version of a fair ride you’d avoid: strap in sideways and get all shook up. Used to make a Tonka Puff, Monarch’s version of a Ramos gin fizz, the machine builds a froth of egg whites and cream and blends it with Barr Hill gin, citrus, orange flower water, seltzer and tonka, the bean of a flowering tree.
“How do you drink this thing?” I asked DiDonato. (Or was I gonna eat it?)
Topped with more than an inch of froth — leaning but steady — I didn’t want to bust its beauty or miss a drop.
“Usually we have a straw with a spoon on the end,” DiDonato answered. “Like a slushie.” He gave me a spoon.
“Or you could go for the mustache,” suggested Josh Elwell. He was my neighbor at the bar, the person who wondered how he could get his hands on a Tonka Puff.
I plunged the straw into the drink and took a big slug: the cocktail hit me in a luscious wave of fizzy foam and dead-on booze. Next I had a spoonful of pure froth and that’s how the drink went down — alternating sips and spoonfuls of my spiked slushie, spiced with freshly grated tonka.
His Burlington version is a nod to that cocktail and to a Monarch pastry, flavored with tonka and also called the tonka puff. The drink, he rightly noted, “is textured, frothy and indulgent.”



