My New Best Friend
Mercifully, the week from hell ended and LawyerBoy took a few of us to LawyerBoy Club for Martini Night. I met my new best friend there - they call it a New Yorker. Jack Daniels, grenadine and a splash of lime juice. Let me just say that it washed this week right out of my hair. And I'm none the hung over.
Labels: it's finally the weekend
posted by teachergirl at 8:35 AM
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The Pro and I are meeting friends at a Mexican restaurant tonight. I sense that I will be leading the mariachi band while sporting a festive sombrero.
I'm in the mood.
New Yorker? Sounds yummy.
Cupcake: Sounds like fun. What time and where?
Good for you!
When I was growing up in New York City, cocktail hour was taken quite seriously. My mother often took me to a fine restaurant like the Stork Club or to Jack Dempsey's after shopping or a theatre matinee. In those days women wore dresses, hats, and gloves. My mother liked New Yorkers, too, and as I was too young to drink, I would receive a Shirley Temple in a cocktail glass with a slice of orange and a cherry; it was so chic and sophisticated!
Alas! I cannot get down any spirts unless they are disguised with lots of fruit and ice. A good glass of wine and a cold beer on a hot day is more my style.
But I'm glad to hear of your new BFF which brought back some pleasant memories.
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