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Posted by Jill Alexander Essbaum on February 16, 2009 at 03:19 PM in Jill Alexander Essbaum - Coeur Despondent | Permalink
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When I first read this, I thought you meant you'd drunk them all in one night - I was filled with admiration for your steady head!
Laura Orem |
February 16, 2009 at 03:40 PM
Yeah, not as impressive as that!
Oh I forgot-- also two servings of some kind of amaretto-ish liquor at a Tapas bar. 42? 43? It had a number for a name.
February 16, 2009 at 06:16 PM
Jill, no, I hadn't seen your list. An Appletini? I love that! Is there a correlation between, say, the Appletini and the spritzers and a certain kind of acquaintance? Whereas the Glenlivet matches up with another type? There's more to this story, I can tell.
jim cummins |
February 17, 2009 at 12:41 AM
Now, Jim - don't be a cocktail stereotyper.
Laura Orem |
February 17, 2009 at 07:20 AM
No, no-- it's true.
The spritzers were at the Lutheran Writers Project cocktail party: http://www.lutheranwriters.org/
Beer was offered, and that would have been most appropriate for a Lutheran shin-dig, but I'm not a beer-gal.
The Appletini was in the presence of the classiest gal I know-- Reb Livingston. I'd never had one. According to her they were too sweet.
The Cosmopolitan was given to me when I told Aaron Pease of Barrelhouse to 'go and pick something out for me, to surprise me'-- I think he picked what he thought a gal might want.
The Scotch was with David "Mr. Classy-Pants" McDonald.
The Bourbons / Jacks and Cokes / Diet Cokes were all my doing. Which should tell you exactly how low rent I is.
I tend not to eat much at these things so the liquor usually goes straight to mah head. It's cheaper that way.
February 17, 2009 at 12:55 PM
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