serinde

jld: My god Cointreau is a great and terrible god.
serinde: What are you laying about his feet?
jld: I have done a terrible thing. I call it the Fake Scotsman.
serinde: Do tell.
jld: Scotch, cranberry juice, Cointreau, and a bit of lime juice.
serinde: (I have scrumble heightened with golden rum.)
serinde: That's....interesting.
serinde: How's it working out for you?
jld: Disturbingly well

Last night, went down to get a Popsicle, realized it would be impossible to eat while playing CoH, and made a cocktail instead. This, in my head, is what passes for logic.

Take a double handful of very ripe raspberries, and about 10 mint leaves. Muddle the bejesus out of them with about 3/4 oz. white rum and a splash of simple syrup. When pulverized, strain into flute and fill up with the last of the bottle of Prosecco your housemate did not finish t'other night.

It's tasty, beautiful, and potent. JUST LIKE ME!

...

I'm not good at the self-affirmation. But it was a good drink.