Our good friends, Alison and David are even more reluctant to venture out than we are. We’ve not seen them in nearly a year. I suggested we Zoom with them and Alison suggested a Friday night cocktail hour. So we did it. It was delightful to catch up until the Old Fashioned cocktail went directly to my head and I had to leave the conversation to lie down. That’s what happens when you don’t eat all day and drink whiskey.
Category: cocktail
Day 131: Quiet Celebration at the End of a Troublesome Year and a Bonus Video
Dean and I celebrated the end of 2020 last night with classic champagne (CAVA actually) cocktails and a fire (and damned delightful fajitas with homemade flour tortillas).
Another delight of the day was watching this delightfully funny and (in)appropriate video from the self-described social impact agency, Public.
My favorite* part was “Fuck you, New Zealand! You think you’re better than us? Well, you are. BUT FUCK YOU ANYWAY!”.
*With apologies to Mali and all the wonderful people in New Zealand…
Day 123: Empanadas and Pisco Sours
Dinner tonight included vegetarian empanadas (white and sweet potatoes) (both delightful) along with curtido and a cilantro, tomato salsa.
It was preceded by pisco sours.
Delightful.

Days 104 – 105: Boulevardiers and Fires
Both Friday and Saturday cocktails were boulevardiers and we drank them in front of the fire instead of the cold, cold lodge.