There was a time when a cocktail garnish—typically a twist of citrus, a lonely olive or a shrivelled umbrella—was an afterthought, a polite nod to festivity.
That time is gone.
Now by the time your cocktail reaches the table, you’re not scanning the glass for clarity or colour. You’re left eyeing what’s dangling off the rim or lodged in that iceberg of an ice cube. Is it a garnish? A snack? A side dish? Superman?
At Paradox, Mumbai’s buzziest new bar, the garnish is more provocation than adornment. “A garnish should matter,” explains Ankush Gamre, head mixologist at Paradox. “If it must sit on your glass, it shouldn’t be there just to look pretty. It should elevate the drink.” When you can score a table at the bar (a reservation is hard won at Paradox), ask for the Prodigal Son, a cocktail of tequila, amaretto, quince, and mango ginger crowned with a mini crunchy waffle cone packed with popcorn and vanilla-flavour-soaked tapioca pearls. It’s a cocktail with dessert aspirations: Alternate a sip with a bite, shut your eyes, and see if it conjures the feeling of tucking into an ice cream tub.
In case it wasn’t clear, the cocktail garnish has entered its main-character era. The garnish doesn’t just flirt with your senses—it also takes them to dinner. And maybe a show after. It’s no longer satisfied with being just a sprig of mint or a citrus peel twist. Today, that precariously balanced bite might be a seaweed-salted banana crisp, a pickled smoked edamame, or smoked salmon tartlet. It’s no longer just ornamentation or a missable cameo—it’s a delicious co-star.
For new-age mixologists like Gamre, it isn’t just a flourish but a creative and cerebral flex. Garnishes are becoming edible showpieces, a mixologist’s signature, and the surprise element that ties a drink together.