To quote Megnut: "Summer drinks should be like summer evenings: long, light and cool." May I add? Summer drinks should be like summer evenings: easy, relaxed and refreshing.
In two days, my home will be descended upon by a mother-daughter group from Michigan, Minnesota, Maryland, Colorado and Saskatchewan. Half are staying at my house (what we're calling the "restaurant") and half across the street at a neighbor's, whose shaded patio has "happy hour" written all over it. So I went looking for recipes for easy summer cocktails, concoctions that can be served on a moment's notice, ones that will titillate the eyes and the nose and the throat.
So belly up, bloggers, summer's nearly here.
I wrote my first play in the third grade sitting cross-legged on the top bunk with a yellow tablet in my lap, hollering at my sister to leave the room so I could 'get the words out in peace'. That night, my father, a gifted writer albeit a sentence contortionist, began quiet coaching. Lesson Number One: To write, one must read. Perhaps this is why, in the midst of my own writing doldrums (ha!
