Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Of an evening


Terrace life, light past 8pm and dinners outside seem a long way away. 

In the meantime, in the kitchen, it's gin, cassis and lemon juice, for a Mississippi Mule - recipe found in an old, foxed bartender's book in my father's study. Years ago, before reading that book, I shook this combination up, naming it The Paintbrush, my great invention, before discovering that it existed officially, as the Mule.

But my name's better.
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