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Bourbon Cranberry Sauce and thankfulness and puppies!

What are you thankful for this year? That’s the question on the table today.

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Snow, and Warm Bourbon and Spiced Apple

Although we are currently experiencing something of a lull in the weather, the snow, endless snow, great drifts of it blackening on the sidewalks, slicking the pavements, filling the cross-walks with sloppy black puddles, has been pulling on peoples’ spirits.

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Maple Bourbon Cider, and the things people say at parties that kill the room stone dead.

You know the set up – a party, lots of chat, lots of noise. And suddenly somebody says something that synchs up with an infinitesimal lull, and a sentence slices through the atmosphere like a hot knife through butter. “Then … Continue reading

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The Wednesday Tipple – Strawberry Smash

It was Hilary’s idea to go to the urban farm. Sandwiched between a mental hospital and the East river. “If it’s true, we should go and see it.” So we headed off through midtown in the scorching heat of a … Continue reading

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The Wednesday Tipple – Criminal Intent, Karma, and Bourbon with Spiced Apple

The thought of not being able to watch the Olympics on the BBC is making me consider turning to a life of download crime. Considering, mind, I’m not actually admitting to anything, just to be absolutely clear here.

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The Wednesday Tipple – Bourbon Cherries / Cherry Bourbon

It’s prime cherry season, and they’re as cheap as they’re going to get on the fruit stand by my apartment. And, truth be told, I’d wanted to make bourbon cherries for a while, ever since my friend Grace made me … Continue reading

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The Wednesday Tipple – Whisky Sours and shoe related guilt

I slid the parcel across the wooden bar and Julia swiped it into her open purse with one hand, while with the other, she lifted the last sip of her whisky sour to her lips. “That hits the spot,” she … Continue reading

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The Wednesday Tipple – Warm Bourbon and Milk Punch (and ginger chocolate chip cookies)

Among the many myths about this great city of New York, one of the most enduring is that of crocodiles living in the sewers. Over the summer this story was given a new lease of life when a crocodile / … Continue reading

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The Monday Treat – Peach and Bourbon Tart

In his Love Song, J. Alfred Prufrock wonders “do I dare to eat a peach?” and I have to say, I see his point. It’s an act of hope over experience, so often, a flirtation with bitter disappointment. I recently … Continue reading

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