Good day Bloggets. How are we all today? Its red hot here
really, boiling. It was forecast to be cool. I’m burning up and so thirsty. One
thing we never have in our house is juice unless we make it ourselves. There is
a bottle of bubbly in the fridge; it’s been there about two weeks. I may have a
cheeky afternoon drink. Eeeeee, can you believe it? I’m getting worried; I
drank half a bottle of wine on Saturday, half on Sunday and now? All in less
than a week? That is the most I have ever drank in such few days ever in my
life and the scary thing is I’m enjoying it. I have found good quality wine
when I say good quality; I mean £12 per bottle. And I never pay that, I get
them for £6 or seven pounds on offer. The wine has to taste like fruit juice.
Oh shall I be like other ladies I know and have an afternoon drinkypoos? Well,
I could pretend I’m in a spa, getting my nails manicured. Sipping on the finest
champagne whilst getting my shoulders rubbed and taking in the lovely aroma of
the oils that have previously in the day been put in my hair, then afterwards
when my nails dry, I will imagine going to take a dip in the waters from the
hills.
OK, firstly I have no fingernails, well not enough to paint
and secondly, there is no fresh water around here to take a dip. I could go to
the local lake, but fresh? Naha, and swans? Yep, there are many. I could go to
our beach an hour away but I’m afraid to be harpooned.
So I shall crack open the bottle hear the gentle pop as I
remove the cork and enjoy a cool glass or two. Oh imagine if I’m drunk when Hub
comes home? Hahahhahahheheheheheh oh, what will he say, you know when you just
feel like being ever so naughty?
How dull am I really? To think by doing such actions, I’m
being naughty, a rebel?
Had loads of paperwork to do today and cleaned my kitchen.
The unit doors and lifted everything up to clean underneath.
Washed cupboards out too and polished all of the glass
doors.
Then went out in my garden and did the windows again, as the
traffic out there is dusty. And did the dog run.
Mopped all of downstairs and now thinking about ironing but it’s
too hot so may give that a miss.
For dinner tonight, baked potatoes with cheese and salmon
for the boys. I’m making a delicious medley of veg. I fry the mushrooms in
butter, add a little salt, black pepper and then more butter with courgettes
sliced on top then add cherry tomatoes and olives with a drip of olive oil toss
it around the frying pan, then, my secret ingredient. A bloop, yep,, bloop of
brown sauce. Don’t knock it till you try it. The boys love it, then I sprinkle
some herbs and chuck in some almonds. Cordon blooming bleu, or what? Hehehehhe.
My neighbour and friend came to my back garden and we had a
lovely chat. He’s a great guy. My other neighbour is still having a nightmare
with her builders. I think their faces may appear on crime watch a program in
the UK
I feel really sorry for her, I feel like going to sort them
out for her, but they have mates. Haha.
So two days in a row of summer here in the UK last year I
was asked about cocktails. Yep, I do get asked all sorts. Well, I’m truly no
expert, but have you ever used fresh sprigs of mint in your cocktail? It’s
delicious. I had it once and swore to use it again, but only time I have a
cocktail is either when I am on holiday or at our friend’s house. I’m not too
keen on our friend’s cocktails as he packs them with alcohol and I like mine to
taste of pineapple and a bit of rum. I know of some people who put some fresh
lime juice in a glass with a couple of spoons of sugar then add sparkling water
with the rum and whatever else with not forgetting the fresh mint.
How about this?
1.
8 lemon wedges
2.
24 mint leaves, plus 4 mint sprigs, for garnish (optional)
3.
4 strawberries, plus 2 halved strawberries, for garnish
4.
Peach shnaps?
5.
Ice lots of it
6.
Now I’m getting lost.
7. 8 ounces gold
or aged rum
8. 3 ounces of fresh
lemon juice
9. 2 ounces
prepared sugarcane syrup or a gave nectar
“Sorry, a what?
OK, the list goes on but in short, chuck it all in a shaker jiggle
it about pour into a cocktail glass with berries and a sprig of mint.
Well, I guess it’s like making fruit juice, just put in
whatever. Really, it’s like soup, there should be no rules. Just remember the ice;
you can buy those big bags already frozen. But will help to crush it for the
shaker. Or your straw may get blocked up. Hahahaha.
The Russian equivalent for Cheers! is За здоровье! [za
zda-ró-vye].
At mine and Hubs wedding because of our
friends Olga and D, who was my dearest best man, we did a typical Russian toast;
we crossed arms with champagne and had to drink the full glass to the bottom
without taking a breath. The congregation chanted Gorka, Gorka, a Russian
phrase meaning Lets drink to love. They shouted it until our glasses were
empty. Then the bride and groom kiss. It’s so romantic.
As they say in Cuba, “Salud compañero!
With love until later, xx
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