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Friday on the Rocks – It’s Pimm’s O’Clock!
Happy Friday! Just as a heat wave is broiling Chicagoland, we've been baking over here while on holiday in the UK. I might argue that we are a bit worse off here, as so far I've found air conditioning only in the chemist's shop. Another thing that you generally won't find here is window screens, so while windows are open to let in cool breezes, they also let in nasty biting black flies. Nights have been sweltering, but given that last year there was about three sunny summer days in total, you won't find me complaining while we're here. It's gorgeous outside in the garden. Now, when you say “British…
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Friday on the Rocks – Pomegranate Martinis
Forgive the dust around here, we are knee deep in repairs and lightening speed house painting as we get ready to move back into our house next week. It’s been a bit manic and overwhelming, to say the least. After being gone for four years, opening up all the boxes from the storage unit will either be like Christmas, or a whole lot of “What the heck? Why did we keep this?” Along with the storage unit, a few things had migrated to my parents’ basement, including a box of booze that we weren’t allowed to pack. (And hey, it keeps, right?) In it I found a bottle of vanilla…
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Mango White Sangria
Of the many things you may know about me, one fact that you don’t know is that I tended bar in college. The place where I worked was a combination nightclub/bowling alley/outdoor bar with sand volleyball courts. We wore white tuxedo shirts with bow ties and cumberbunds (even for the ever popular “teen night”. I kid you not. We were classy.) As you might expect at a college bar also frequented by locals, we served a steady mix of beer (college boys) and frou-frou drinks (college girls), and so had what we termed the “funky drink list”, which we worked our way through with the waitresses when stuck on volleyball…
