The blasphemy of it all. Since then, I have wanted to try a fruity cocktail in a coconut. As with all things, I figured "How hard can it be?" Cut to my husband axing apart a coconut like the he-man that he is. But how did we get here? Like this...
When it was finally time to crack the island gold open, we debated for few minutes on how to go about it. Since we didn't have a machete, we settled with using a saw to cut off the top. After vigorous sawing, the top finally came off... revealing more husk. My wonderfully thoughtful husband had only one answer: power drill.
Rum to the rescue. I added some Bacardi, club soda, and ice. I even added a fun umbrella. This, I thought, was really it.
So this is what I learned from buying a fresh coconut: Do your research. Look up recipes. And for me, I'd say the most important thing I learned is this: just buy pre-made coconut mix.