Since the challenge got me thinking about drinking...
...I was a bartender.
Part of me still is, there is an art in mixing just the right parts of this and that, and matching it with the customer in front of you.
At the moment, I wouldn't know what to offer to a hungry man on the streets, I'm so fucked up.
But drinks...hell, that I can still do.
So, here's my offer, for those of you out there with little hope left, with a bud blossoming deep in your heart that the snow is suffocating before you know what colour it would be...
..have one of these...
*shakes Cola, pineapple juice, dark Rum in a shaker, then strains it in a collins glass, pouring it all in highballs glasses*
It's called Killing Me Softly ...
Cheers.
Part of me still is, there is an art in mixing just the right parts of this and that, and matching it with the customer in front of you.
At the moment, I wouldn't know what to offer to a hungry man on the streets, I'm so fucked up.
But drinks...hell, that I can still do.
So, here's my offer, for those of you out there with little hope left, with a bud blossoming deep in your heart that the snow is suffocating before you know what colour it would be...
..have one of these...
*shakes Cola, pineapple juice, dark Rum in a shaker, then strains it in a collins glass, pouring it all in highballs glasses*
It's called Killing Me Softly ...
Cheers.