"The Weekend" by Jack Jones

Most people not of a certain age probably don't know who Jack Jones is. Neither did we, until we picked up this album at an estate sale some time ago. But listen to the voice, and like us you'll probably say, "Hey, that's the guy who sang The Love Boat!"

Smooth, handsome and the very embodiment of a happening mid-century male, Jones enjoyed his greatest successes in the sixties. His biggest hit, the theme from 1963's Wives and Lovers, describes a Mad Men-type view of work- and home-life that Jones was forever identified with. Now 71, he continues to perform worldwide.

"The Weekend," from his 1966 album For the "In" Crowd (got to love those quotation marks), is Jones's celebration of the best two days of the week. In it, he details his workaday duties against a slow, loping beat and the mournful wail of a background harmonica.

But then, everything changes. The tempo picks up and the background singers perk up, because it's Friday, and "Friday's the night I get to see you... and we have the weekend!"

Jones and his imaginary lady friend spend the next two days painting the town throughout the song's soaring chorus. The music here is so bright and cheerful you can almost picture them doing the Watusi.

But on Sunday, things slow down and Jones admits to feeling blue, "when the weekend is through... and I have to say goodbye to you." The next morning, the whole thing starts all over again.

Though the song is over 40 years old, it still does a fantastic job of describing life in the 21st century. Enjoy it, as we often do, on a Sunday night.

The Weekend by Jack Jones

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Friday Night Happy Hour: The Vodka Blush

There's a scene in Rosemary's Baby (probably M's favorite movie, of all time, ever) where Rosemary and Guy Woodhouse are having dinner at their new neighbors', the Castavets.

Roman Castavet toddles into the living room balancing a tray of four very full, very tall pink drinks. "Generally I pour these out as precisely as a bartender, don't I Minnie?"

"Just watch the carpet," scolds his wife, played by Ruth Gordon in her Oscar-winning role. "Vodka Blush?" Roman asks, handing one to Rosemary, then Guy. "Have you ever tasted one? They're very popular in Australia."

A few seconds later, Roman ends up spilling some Vodka Blush on the carpet. A few hours later, Guy has embarked on his deal with the Devil, brokered by the cheery witches next door. And nine months later, Rosemary has given birth to the son of Satan.

In between is one of the classiest horror films in the genre, all of it played out in a mid-sixties Manhattan of Danish Modern design and psychedelia-inspired fashion (including a radical-for-the-time Vidal Sassoon pixie cut on Farrow) that make us yearn for a time and place that's 40 years and 800 miles away from Rogers Park today.

Fortunately, a Vodka Blush (or two) and the Rosemary's Baby DVD can bring it all back.

2 1/2 ounces Vodka
3/4 ounces freshly-squeezed lime juice
Dash of grenadine

Fill shaker 2/3 full with ice. Add ingredients. Shake and strain into cocktail glass.

Friday Night Happy Hour: The Scorpion

This recipe comes from the Playboy's Host and Bar Book by Thomas Mario.

2 oz. light rum
1 oz. brandy
2 oz. orange juice
1.5 oz. lemon juice
.5 oz. orgeat

Shake and serve!

Orange juice and lemon juice come in bottles, but they also come in actual oranges and lemons. You'll be glad you opted for the latter. We'll admit it, we sometimes make a pulpy, sticky mess squeezing our own juice, but we never regret it when we taste the fruits of our labor.

We dusted the rim with sugar. Rub a twist from either the orange or lemon (remember, the actual fruit) along the edge and touch the rim of the glass in a thin pool of granulated sugar. If possible, and time allows, we suggest doing this at least a few minutes before mixing the drink so that the sugar solidifies.

The Scorpion is in the same family of rummy fruity drinks as the Mai-Tai, Zombie, and Missionary's Downfall. The Scorpion, in particular, has a reputation of being served in a bowl for an entire table to enjoy; just multiply this recipe. It can be garnished and glamorized to the hilt, if you like. Let the islands inspire you. These drinks go down so smoothly that you're taken aback at the punch they deliver, but you love them for it.

M shared a charming story about the Scorpion when we had this drink at our own happy hour recently. In 1974 his family made their first trip -- by jet -- to California. His exotic and mysterious Aunt Judy lived there, in Huntington Beach, with a Man Who Was Not Her Husband.

The trip included a visit to The Jade Dragon, where a "Scorpion bowl" was served as part of the traditional Southern California Chinese feast. It was indeed garnished and glamorized to the hilt, and M, who was just 10 years old at the time, enjoyed several sips from one of the long straws sticking out at every angle. He declared this version a ringer for the original.

The next morning he went to Disneyland.