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The Sunday Salon: Cupid →
We’re smitten. Yes, it’s true, we’ve fallen in love with a little drink called Cherub’s Cup. The moment our guests walked through the door of the Sunday Salon, they were handed a Cherub’s Cup. Since strawberries are in season (and Hendrick’s Gin, and St. Germain are ALWAYS in season), we thought…
Excerpts From an Ordinary Life: Morningtime is the... →
James surprised me this morning with this delightful brunch cocktail that I would have happily paid $7.95 for at one of them ritzy restaurants that specialize in pancakes and close at 2PM. You know those places. It was so refreshing and delicious I had to share. Below is a recipe for two…
cocktailassembly: 1.5 shots Corazon Blanco Tequila 1 shot St. Germain Liqeuer 3/4 shot fresh squeezed Lime 1/2 shot Ginger Syrup A couple drops of Regan’s Orange Bitters [ Source: Joshua Cole, CocktailAssembly.com ] * I think I will make one of these at work this weekend. Come sip some Tequila with me these last few days of summer at Easy Bistro & Bar.
Do Not Pass Go
Frolicking turned to fate as we tumbled around in those faded navy sheets. Hearts as barren as the white walls surrounding us. Haunting us as we lie there. Breaths became incapable to grasp, shallow and void. Reality was unable to clutch, as it began to fade away. So did our feelings for each other, raw and numb. Proving to us that two wrongs will never make a right. Feet hit the ground, tempted...
And just when I was not looking, There came the dawn, rushing over me. Bracing me. Embracing me. With delusions of unsullied air, And dew drops to kiss my feet. And what is dew, but recycled water, And we, tainted by intoxicating promises of new morning, accept it as true. That each dawn brings a new day, and with that, a new beginning. And what are we, but recycled people, Blindly walking a dim...