Punk Evans

Kassady here. The inspiration for this drink comes from my maternal grandfather’s somewhat hyperbolic stories about his childhood and farm life in Missouri. Many of my papa’s stories involve his buddy Punk Evans. He and Punk were teenage troublemakers—real rascals those two. The story goes something like this: they would sell watermelons on the side of a dirt road, and sometimes, if they didn’t sell out, they’d go around smashing watermelons on people’s fro