February 10, 2017
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Everyone once and a while, I get out of my cave and have a nice evening out. This to could be to a friend’s house for dinner, maybe a show, or even a fantastic dinner with my wife. Depending on the season, I will try a new cocktail drink to broaden my otherwise quite dull drinking range.
And when I do that, I might come across a new “signature drink” I’ll try for the season. A couple of winters ago, it was the Candy Cane Martini. During an early summer fundraising party, my friend Mark made amazing Lemon Drops for the attendees and that became a summer favorite. Vodka Lemonades remind me of camping on the Columbia River at Lincoln Rock State Park with friends and family, so those were popular one summer.
However, my “go to” drink is the Manhattan. Easy to make and not too difficult to master. And one of my favorites because it reminds me of my cousin Stephen and New York City. (Here’s the point when you should be hearing some sappy music and a tear should come to your eye as I take you down my memory lane….)
What is your “Signature Cocktail Drink”? What one drink can you make and be know for? Does it bring you back to a certain time or memory?
June 9, 2009
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Ok, my two dear blog readers. I failed to mention that I was leaving town for a week to NYC to attend my cousin Stephen’s graduation from college. I know this probably upset my stalker Cyndi greatly and my deepest apologies for that. I had every intention to write my blog every evening on my trip with a nice green tea or perhaps a whisky to get the creative juices flowing.
However, I got back a week ago and I didn’t write a thing during the trip or since I’ve been back. It was my first trip to NYC and I was busy most of the time. Pleas keep in mind, my knowledge of New York City is based on CSI: New York, Law & Order, and numerous terrorist movies created by Hollywood. I also based my knowledge on various subway/gang movies I’ve seen over the years. As your little worse case scenerio mind can think, I imagined the absolute worse when I got to NYC. I thought there would be thieves, thugs, and whores on every corner. Sadly, my dear readers, it wasn’t as bad as one would (or could) imagine.
I did most of the usual tourist things…walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, stroll thru Central Park, ride the subway, visit Little Italy, see Ground Zero and Times Square. I was impressed and amazed at the architecture, the large buildings, the cities within the city itself.
The one thing I was warned about was the large amount of walking you’d do while in New York. Heck, they weren’t kidding. I walked an amazing distance. It was like hiking in the Cascade Mountains. You know those short 15 mile round trip day hikes to Snow Lake or Gem Lake?
So the neighborhood my cousin and his wife in is a nice area, a few blocks from Central Park and not far from the Mayor of New York’s “official” residence. The mayor of New York doesn’t actually live there since he is a multibillionaire and perfers his own place over the official residence. Who could blame him?
Enough of my rambling thoughts for this evening. We’ll pick this up later.