It’s five where I am. It’s officially cocktail hour. I’m going to go pour myself a gin and tonic. I’d like to say I’m going to sip it gracefully on a veranda, but the truth is I’ll probably suck it down and make a second one before I get outside and get my bare feet in that cool grass. It’s been that kind of week. Oh wait, it’s only Tuesday.
Denise | Chez Danisse | 29-Jun-10 at 3:00 pm | Permalink
Well, since it’s 5 o’clock where you are…I think I’ll join you with my bottle of Sierra Nevada Summerfest. Cheers.
pam | 29-Jun-10 at 3:02 pm | Permalink
best drink around. one small suggestion…dash of pink grapefruit juice. To steal a line from Emeril – kick it up a notch! Bam! Enjoy and happy Tuesday!
Suzy | 29-Jun-10 at 5:16 pm | Permalink
Nothing better after a hard day then a gin and tonic! Except maybe a Crown and 7. Yum.
Lisa | 29-Jun-10 at 5:37 pm | Permalink
Before I could get to my trouble shooting Cosmo, aka a martini on estrogen….I got a wallbanger, blinding migraine. Grrrr. Also that kind of week where I am at. Salud!
Molly Watson | 29-Jun-10 at 8:11 pm | Permalink
Glad to know I wasn’t drinking alone! Pink grapefruit in a G+T sounds delic! and makes it a… ?
Naomi | 29-Jun-10 at 9:00 pm | Permalink
Karl and I are both proud: me for the photo (!) and Karl for that obviously delicious G&T! His secret: chilling the shot of gin in the ice for 2 min before adding tonic and lime.
wee1 | 30-Jun-10 at 9:13 am | Permalink
Ooh, my absolute favorite after work drink. I need to buy gin for the bar!
Sorry we missed your bday party… were returning from camping that afternoon, exhausted, and didn’t realize your event was so late in the evening. I hope you had a wonderful time!
Molly Watson | 30-Jun-10 at 1:28 pm | Permalink
Thanks Na! I will take Karl’s secret to heart and adopt it as my own.
Molly Watson | 30-Jun-10 at 1:28 pm | Permalink
I’m sorry you missed it too, Kendra – I think the two of you would have really enjoyed it *plus* it would have been great to see you!
sarah henry | 08-Jul-10 at 10:13 am | Permalink
G&Ts and summer go together like a scorching hot day and stinging sand flies — at least where I come from — one takes the ouch out of the other!