Speaking of daiquiris and nutmeg, here's another one from the Old Jokes Home:
Once there was a doctor who always stopped by a bar for a daiquiri on the way home. The bartender got used to this regular customer so when he saw the doctor coming down the sidewalk, he'd quickly make a daiquiri the way the doctor liked it -- with a sprinkling of nutmeg. That way the drink would be ready when the doctor came in the door.
One day the bartender saw the doctor coming and started to make the usual daiquiri, but discovered he was out of nutmeg. In a panic, he looked for something he could substitute. The best he could find were some hickory nuts, so he ground them up and sprinkled them on the daiquiri, hoping for the best.
The doctor tasted the concoction, considered it for a moment and said: "This daiquiri is very good, but there seems to be something different."
The bartender replied: "That's a hickory daiquiri, Doc."
I'm just not particularly fond of any food that wiggles! But a memory that really sticks with me is the summer I decided to try all the "50" Baskin Robbin flavors or whatever the number was. I went along fine until I got to the letter "D" and had the "Daiquiri" ice cream. Quite the most horrid thing I'd ever tasted!