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The Monday Treat – Peach and Bourbon Tart
In his Love Song, J. Alfred Prufrock wonders “do I dare to eat a peach?” and I have to say, I see his point. It’s an act of hope over experience, so often, a flirtation with bitter disappointment. I...
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The Wednesday Tipple – Warm Bourbon and Milk Punch (and ginger chocolate chip...
Among the many myths about this great city of New York, one of the most enduring is that of crocodiles living in the sewers. Over the summer this story was given a new lease of life when a crocodile /...
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The Wednesday Tipple – Whisky Sours and shoe related guilt
I slid the parcel across the wooden bar and Julia swiped it into her open purse with one hand, while with the other, she lifted the last sip of her whisky sour to her lips. “That hits the spot,” she...
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The Wednesday Tipple – Bourbon Cherries / Cherry Bourbon
It’s prime cherry season, and they’re as cheap as they’re going to get on the fruit stand by my apartment. And, truth be told, I’d wanted to make bourbon cherries for a while, ever since my friend...
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The Wednesday Tipple – Criminal Intent, Karma, and Bourbon with Spiced Apple
The thought of not being able to watch the Olympics on the BBC is making me consider turning to a life of download crime. Considering, mind, I’m not actually admitting to anything, just to be...
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The Wednesday Tipple – Strawberry Smash
It was Hilary’s idea to go to the urban farm. Sandwiched between a mental hospital and the East river. “If it’s true, we should go and see it.” So we headed off through midtown in the scorching heat...
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Maple Bourbon Cider, and the things people say at parties that kill the room...
You know the set up – a party, lots of chat, lots of noise. And suddenly somebody says something that synchs up with an infinitesimal lull, and a sentence slices through the atmosphere like a hot...
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Snow, and Warm Bourbon and Spiced Apple
Although we are currently experiencing something of a lull in the weather, the snow, endless snow, great drifts of it blackening on the sidewalks, slicking the pavements, filling the cross-walks with...
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Bourbon Cranberry Sauce and thankfulness and puppies!
What are you thankful for this year? That’s the question on the table today. The new apartment where we don’t hear our neighbors’ phones when they’re ringing on vibrate. My sister Sarah’s engagement...
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The Monday Treat – Peach and Bourbon Tart
In his Love Song, J. Alfred Prufrock wonders “do I dare to eat a peach?†and I have to say, I see his point. Itâ€s an act of hope over experience, so often, a flirtation with bitter disappointment....
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Wednesday Tipple – Warm Bourbon and Milk Punch (and ginger chocolate chip...
Among the many myths about this great city of New York, one of the most enduring is that of crocodiles living in the sewers. Over the summer this story was given a new lease of life when a crocodile /...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Wednesday Tipple – Whisky Sours and shoe related guilt
I slid the parcel across the wooden bar and Julia swiped it into her open purse with one hand, while with the other, she lifted the last sip of her whisky sour to her lips. “That hits the spot,â€...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Wednesday Tipple – Bourbon Cherries / Cherry Bourbon
Itâ€s prime cherry season, and theyâ€re as cheap as theyâ€re going to get on the fruit stand by my apartment. And, truth be told, Iâ€d wanted to make bourbon cherries for a while, ever since my friend...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Wednesday Tipple – Criminal Intent, Karma, and Bourbon with Spiced Apple
The thought of not being able to watch the Olympics on the BBC is making me consider turning to a life of download crime. Considering, mind, Iâ€m not actually admitting to anything, just to be...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Wednesday Tipple – Strawberry Smash
It was Hilaryâ€s idea to go to the urban farm. Sandwiched between a mental hospital and the East river. “If it’s true, we should go and see it.” So we headed off through midtown in the scorching...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Maple Bourbon Cider, and the things people say at parties that kill the room...
You know the set up – a party, lots of chat, lots of noise. And suddenly somebody says something that synchs up with an infinitesimal lull, and a sentence slices through the atmosphere like a hot...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Snow, and Warm Bourbon and Spiced Apple
Although we are currently experiencing something of a lull in the weather, the snow, endless snow, great drifts of it blackening on the sidewalks, slicking the pavements, filling the cross-walks with...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Bourbon Cranberry Sauce and thankfulness and puppies!
What are you thankful for this year? That’s the question on the table today. The new apartment where we don’t hear our neighbors’ phones when they’re ringing on vibrate. My sister Sarah’s engagement...
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