A Very Vegan Christmas: The Drunk Prussian Champagne Punch

Champagne punch: it's not just for drunk girls at bridal showers anymore!

We can all agree that champagne is a delicious and bubbly way to celebrate any occasion. But if you're like my sister and I, you've probably thought to yourself "I bet this would taste better with vodka." Well, spend your life wondering no more with our amazing Drunk Prussian (conveniently just in time for your New Year's party).

As you grow older, you look for drinks you can actually enjoy instead of just something to get you drunk. You start to wear nice clothes and drink fancy things like scotch or various fruits that end in "tini" rather than spending your night huddled around a keg. Well this champagne punch gives you the best of both worlds: a tasty drink that will get you quite happy.

The Drunk Prussian

Servings: One large trifle (or punch bowl)

Time: 5 minutes

1 bottle of champagne (extra dry cheap stuff)

1/2 liter ginger ale

1 pint pina colada Italian ice

1 pint soy delicious vanilla ice cream

1 cup vanilla vodka

Orange peel for garnish

The classiest line-up of deliciousness ever.

1. Put the Italian ice and soy ice cream at the bottom of a punch bowl. 
2. Top with the vodka and cheap champagne (trust me you won't be able to tell the difference from the good stuff) and ginger ale to melt and form a frothy top.
3. Add some orange peel for color.

The magical soy ice cream froth

With this punch, you will surely ring in the New Year right. The vanilla infusion from the ice cream and vodka blend splendidly with the bubbly delight of the champagne and ginger ale.  The true fireworks (yay themes) come from the incredible soy ice cream froth that floats to the top surface and provides an intriguing layered drink. Another great thing about this punch is that it's a rare holiday drink that vegans can enjoy since they're usually left to perish from thirst thanks to eggnog and punches filled with sherbert. With this in your party throwing arsenal, you can finally have a New Year's to rival that from the first season of the O.C. (who am I kidding nothing could ever live up to it).

No New Years will ever be this dramatic and awesome. Every year I run up the stairs at 11:59 in slow motion for good measure.

Just be careful with this punch, like any good drink from our hometown (I'm looking at you, hand grenade) it doesn't taste nearly as alcoholic as it is. Use discretion lest you want to regret who you kiss at midnight.