The year was 1953.
Out on Long Island, New York, a man named Lucky Malone had two great loves: baseball and good liquor. After an injury ended his minor-league career, Lucky opened a diner just past left field at Harbor Hounds Stadium.
His pride and joy? A secret cocktail he called his game-winning formula. Vodka for cool heads, gin for sharp eyes, rum for the sweet talkers, tequila for the wild cards, triple sec for the smooth finish. It looked like iced tea, tasted like victory, and got the whole team dancing after hours.
Lucky always said: “Kid, the magic’s already in the bottle. Just add cola.”
LUCKY’S Long Island Ice Tea is the modern revival of that recipe — the same 5-spirit blend, the same bold kick, the same promise of good times.