this week’s cocktail is a version of last week’s blueberry french 75, only it’s made with fresh raspberries and lime juice (instead of blueberries and lemon juice.)
1/2 fresh squeezed lime
1 oz gin
a little sugar
prosecco or cava or champagne
muddle the raspberries and sugar in a shaker. add the gin and lime juice. throw a few ice cubes in to chill and shake gently. strain into a cocktail glass and top with your choice of bubbly (i used prosecco.) makes 1. and i’m tellin’ ya, one knocks me for a loop.
i went to the sundays only flea market this past weekend for inspiration purposes, as i have been uninspired as of late. i haven’t crafted anything in what seems like forEVER. unfortunately, i didn’t get much inspiration. i did, however, find a set of two handmade vintage curtain panels with one valance in a great black and white and gray triangles fabric for $3.
why are you hanging curtains when you’re supposed to be packing up and moving, you ask? cuz i’m an idiot.
i also bought these:
they’re a tad danish-y and a tad teak-y, but then again, somethin’ ain’t quite right about them, either.
the price was right.
the sun has finally come out after a week of blech. i’ll be fighting the
paparazzi glare with my flea market 70s foster grants. they’re GIGANTIC. and PERFECT.
it’s cinco de mayo.
i’m celebrating with a coconut margarita, complete with a toasted coconut rim, toasted by yours truly.
that’s right. i toasted coconut.
and didn’t burn it.
it’s fall and i’ve been fall cleaning. kinda like spring cleaning, but i’m a procrastinator and it takes me 6 months to do anything.
and cleaning isn’t very interesting, so i haven’t got anything interesting to post.
(the photos above are me being fall-like heating up apple cider, even though the temps have warmed back to summerlike. if there’s cider in the house, then i’m drinkin’ my fiber, hot temps and all.)
i changed my bed linens from this:
i told you.
yup, i’ve got the recently thrifted vera sheets on the bed (i insisted the maid wash ’em twice due to bed bug fear.)
and my poor little table i worked so hard to refinish last summer? it’s teak and i thought teak was good for outdoor furniture. could withstand the elements. i used it on my porch to house my potted herbs this summer.
turns out it didn’t fair so well in the few torrential downpours we had. i had to resand the entire thing (just a light sanding) to remove rust rings and watermarks and then re-oil. and reglue the underside where some veneer was coming unglued. oops. i’ve got to start taking better care of my little gems i’ve found along the way. in my recent trips to the thrift stores, the pickin’s have been slim. there doesn’t seem to be anything good out there anymore. not sure if it’s cuz i already own everything i could possibly want or what. no, that’s not it – i remember good danish stuff popping up all over the place. now i can’t even find a coffee cup that excites me. or a cocktail glass. not that i need any of that stuff. i don’t. it’s just not there anymore.
but the point is, the table’s lustre and shine have returned and it is back to being an indoor table.
a bottle of prosecco fell off the fridge door and landed squarely on my middle toe and it HURT. and it drew blood and then i walked across my flokati rug and flokati rug hairs got all in it and it was gross. lucky me, i had a bottle of prosecco to ease the pain caused by the bottle of prosecco.
cleaning, sanding, and pain. that about sums up my week.
the dullest post of all time. but i warned you.
who drinks sidecars anymore?
apparently i do. when it’s a sunday and the liquor stores are closed and you’re outta all the staple boozes in your liquor cabinet, well then, you get creative. 1/2 fresh squeezed lemon, triple sec and brandy, served up w/a sugar rim. with a side order of sweet potato fries (and a regular potato thrown in the mix for good measure.)
really. i should have my own cooking show. and drinking show.
fruits and vegetables, people. a healthy serving of fruits and vegetables.