Ok, so I recently got a job bartending at a new place in Richmond called, Don’t Look Back.  The name is in reference to a line from my boss’s favorite Belle and Sebastian song, which is itself referencing a Bob Dylan documentary (which is great, by the way).  
Regardless, if I were to make a fiery, let’s say jalapeno infused, tequila drink made with blood orange juice and then line the rim of the glass in salt, and I were to call this drink, Lot’s Wife, at the bar Don’t Look Back, would I be alone in getting that joke?  

Ok, so I recently got a job bartending at a new place in Richmond called, Don’t Look Back.  The name is in reference to a line from my boss’s favorite Belle and Sebastian song, which is itself referencing a Bob Dylan documentary (which is great, by the way).  

Regardless, if I were to make a fiery, let’s say jalapeno infused, tequila drink made with blood orange juice and then line the rim of the glass in salt, and I were to call this drink, Lot’s Wife, at the bar Don’t Look Back, would I be alone in getting that joke?