I would limit myself to three classic cocktails:
I have no idea what’s in any of those concoctions, but I absolutely adore the sound of them.
Just saying, “Give me a Manhattan, a Rob Roy, and a Sidecar” would instantly imply class and old-world prestige on my personage. (And, don’t worry, I wouldn’t order all three at once. Just two at a time.)
Best of all, it would make everyone who expects me to order a Grasshopper totally crazy!