When I was in the sixth grade I begged my parents to let me have a boy-girl party on Halloween. They finally agreed and I wrote out the invitations and told all my girl friends that it was on.
At school the next day I gave the invitations out to the girls, but ended up being too much of a chicken to even give them out to the boys. Us girls had lots of fun dressed up as punk rockers dancing to Thriller in my basement.
Nowadays I’m not quite as painfully shy as I was in the sixth grade, and I’ve been known to throw a few boy-girl parties since then. I especially love a good cocktail party, since you can set out a few snacks, some wine and beer, and plan on one or two special cocktails to mix for those that want them.
A fun drink for the rum drinkers is the Dark and Stormy. It’s made with dark rum and ginger beer or ginger ale, and is said to be a remedy for a sailor’s seasickness. But it’s definitely better without a queasy stomach!
Dark and Stormy
makes 1 drink
- 1 1/2 ounces dark rum
- ginger beer or ginger ale
- orange wedge for garnish (optional)
- Fill a highball glass with ice and pour rum on top.
- Add ginger beer/ale to fill glass.
- Garnish with orange wedge, if desired.
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Happy Friday! It’s cocktail o’clock, and I want to share with you my recipe for the fun and ever-popular Cosmopolitan. I have wowed many with this outstanding concoction that tastes not-too-sweet, not-too-strong, but packs a punch nonetheless.
Sadly, I have had more than my share of completely unsatisfactory Cosmos. This one, however, is purely sublime.
- ice cubes
- 2 ounces ounces lemon vodka
- 1 ounce Cointreau
- 1 1/2 ounce cranberry juice
- 2 teaspoons freshly squeezed lime juice
- Fill a cocktail shaker with ice.
- Add the vodka, Cointreau, cranberry juice and lime juice.
- Cover and shake vigorously to combine and chill.
- Strain into a chilled martini glass and serve.
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Goodbye summer vacation, hello break of dawn. The end of lazy mornings and fun in the sun has turned into waking before dawn to drag sleepy children from their beds and time spent on math, science and social studies.
This weekend was the official start of summer vacation in our household. The school year is finally finished and I’ve turned off my alarm clock. To celebrate, I mixed up a batch of White Sangria to enjoy on the back porch while I take a deep breath and let my shoulders return to their normal relaxed position.
It’s time for a lime and tequila intervention. There are still two weeks of crazy end-of-the-year activities left, but luckily this weekend is a holiday and I’m taking a break – a sour and salty on the rocks break. Continue reading
Finally, a light at the end of the long, cold, winter tunnel. I do believe I suffer from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder), and would never make it anywhere farther north without a blue light.
After enduring a weekend of cold rain and two children with the flu, I think a celebration is in order. With temperatures in the 70’s this weekend, I have cracked open my bottle of Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka, bought a few weeks ago with dreams of enjoying it on my back porch.
World Tour Day Five: Italy.
I am in search of a signature cocktail. Something that I can order at any bar, or have someone make for me at their house, or that I can throw together at cocktail hour. Something that is simple to make, includes a few fairly common ingredients, and that will please me when I’m not in the mood for a special drink. And most of all, something that says “KAREN”.
Let’s talk New Year’s resolutions. I, personally, find it helpful to make them. Usually by the end of the year I am sliding down the slippery slope of not-so-healthy eating, disorganization, and crazy stress from the holidays. Resolutions help me get back on track. I don’t make strict rules like “no sugar” or “loose 10 pounds” or “exercise every single day” because I just don’t have that much willpower. My resolutions always start with TRY. Continue reading
You know it’s going to be one of those days when your oatmeal boils over in the microwave, your printer refuses to print your Christmas card addresses in the center of the labels, you realize after signing, labeling, stamping and sealing one hundred and fifty Christmas cards that your husband put the stamps on the wrong side of the envelopes, and you get home to find your Christmas tree that was leaning slightly when you left has now FALLEN COMPLETELY TO THE FLOOR. Continue reading