Something About Nothing
Blending a cup of watermelon with an ounce and a half of liquor simply tastes like blended watermelon.
Read MoreThe Weight of a Watermelon
For some reason this drink became a burden. (Not unlike its companion book.) It wasn’t a fun, celebratory drink. It was unremarkable and became a milestone to get passed in order to move on to the next book.
Read MoreCrazyNotSoCrazy
Brave New World was published in 1932 and all I could think as I was reading it was Seriously? This dude came up with this 85 years ago? How did he know?!
Read MoreBon Voyage Slave New World
Sex, soma and suicide. By Ford, that about sums it up.
Read MoreThe Rumble and Tumble in Colombia
Love in the Time of Kahlúa is a White Cuban presented with a little literary license. There’s no need to have cholera to love this libidinous libation.
Read MorePlease, sir, may I have another?
The drink was good. Ish. Kinda basic – nothing too exciting. But I finished it quickly. And asked for another.
Read MoreLust in the Time of Cholera
Oprah said, “This is one of the greatest love stories I have ever read.” In my opinion, this book is the antithesis of a love story.
Read MoreWhen Love is Like Cholera
Love is an acute illness caused by infection of the heart with the bacterium Ignitio amorae. The amorae bacterium is usually found in cities and rural areas. Currently, there are no vaccines available.
Read MoreRye and Prejudice and Zombies
The marriage of rye whiskey with grapefruit juice distills the pretentiousness of Mr. Collins and the vanity of Miss Caroline Bingley. It represents Mr. Darcy of the ball rather than the gentleman at Pemberly.
Read MoreTwo Not Good Things Don’t Make a Good Thing.
What a monumental disappointment to pair this gross drink with such a great book. Rye whiskey tastes like a grumpy old man. Grapefruit juice is Sour McSourson.
Read MoreJane Austen, I’m sorry. And thank you.
Thank you, Jane Austen, for creating characters that I fell in love with. And for teaching me that every once in a while, the hype is for real.
Read MoreJane 3:16
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have an everlasting wife.
Read MoreEthan Pom and Bloody Mattie
Champagne, grenadine and ice create an adult Shirley Temple that makes Ethan Frome’s second sled run worth the consequences. A worthy celebratory drink to usher in a new year.
Read MoreShave Ice: Cocktail Edition
Tonight we made Ethan Poms. They’re champagne topped with crushed ice and grenadine drizzled over the top. Basically a champagne slushy.
Read MoreEthan Frome de Champagne
The color is a stifling winter white accented with a youthful hue. Its body is sickly, revealing sadness, resignation, loneliness, resentment and a hint of pickled anger. Fragrant with elm, the seductive blond notes combine with aging bitterness and masculine duty in a subtle, rich narrative, paced gracefully to an austere finish and a tremendous hangover.
Read MoreEthan Frome (Or a lesson on Less is More)
I was rooting for the affair. That’s how awful Zeena was. I’ve never, ever in my life found myself on the side of an affair. But then Ethan Frome happened.
Read MoreTartimus Maximus
Public Service Announcement: Cosmopolitans are not sweet. They are tartimus maximus. It must have something to do with the pure cranberry and lime juices.
Read MoreIn Memoriam: Cerveza Preparada
Rub a lime around the rim of a chilled glass. Dip the rim in chili lime powder. Mix the rest of the ingredients, add to the glass with ice. Top with beer.
Read MoreCuckoo for Cosmos
A big nurse and a con man walk into bar. The bartender says, “I’ve got the cure for what ails ya.” The con man says, “I’ll have Sex With Candy.” The nurse replies, “No. He’ll have a Lobotomy.” But instead the bartender serves a Cosmopolitan. Go figure.
Read MoreA Recipe for Marital Lunacy
Infuse two people with insecurity. Season each liberally with expectations and assumptions. Knead until tender. Mix with stress. Bake in the heat of a fight for control until painful to touch. Serve raw when a firm callus of anger, hurt, resentment and selfishness appears. Add tears to taste.
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