noshing very very fast

I guess it wasn't truly brunch that me and my family went to at Nightwod since we didn't consume any booze in the morning time. I did, however, leave the morning meal on a crisp caffeine cloud. Servers refilled cup after clean-lined cup with Intelligentsia coffee.


7/100

first bike ride downtown

I drank some Bushmill's with a few ice cubes and decided to, as Nike once advised, just do it. On the way, the tires spun liquid courage, liquid courage, liquid courage.

Rewarded:




6/100

happy solstice

Marcus and I made this drink up and sipped on the porch after spending a day at the lake beach. It has no name but tastes like summer.

Shake four parts tequila, two parts pomegranate juice, and one part orange juice with ice cubes in a shaker. Put two ice cubes, a squeeze of lime, and about one part sparkling water in two high ball glasses. Fill each glass with juice and tequila mixture. Enjoy.

5/100

celebrate good times, come on

The school organized a party to help us almost-Masters celebrate our hard work. For $25, we could embark on a boat cruise with unlimited food, drinks, and views of the Chicago skyline. A boat cruise? What a treat!

But then the day was overcast and rainy. And when I walked onto the boat, my classmates were already seated and eating the buffet food. Shouldn't we mingle and chat? No? Ok, I guess I'll get a drink then. The unlimited drinks were limited to Miller beers and Tisdale wines in red, pink, or white. Tisdale goes for $3.99 per bottle at my local wine store. Kenny G playing in the background, I grabbed a glass of white, a plate fulla food, and harrumphed into a seat. I assume this is what all cruises are like - (near) strangers trapped together in badly carpeted rooms trying to get the most of the money they've spent while grasping at fun.

The waiters filled and refilled glasses with red, pink, and white. Smooth jazz gave way to pop hits. Just like that - people went from early dinner to early dancing. The rain cleared while my head grew fuzzy. I mingled. I chatted. I had a handsome backdrop.

I stopped grasping and started having.

4/100

for the midwestern southerners

The Mississippi Punch we made was equal parts cognac, bourbon, and rum shaken with a bit of sugar and lemon juice. Poured over ice and garnished with raspberries, it's a sipper.

Sit in the sun on the porch and greet the slow, sweaty haze with a spreading smile.

3/100

the sweet taste of success

I'm gonna take the bold stance here that no good can come from blue curacao.

After winning a charity pub quiz the other night, my team was treated to a round of "smurf piss" shots.

Appetizing, eh?

2/100

introducing: 100 drinks of summer

Though I haven't seen 500 Days of Summer nor do I own any music by She and Him, I followed the masses to Millenium Park to see Zooey D. and M. Ward play a free show a few nights ago. Crowded onto a blanket on a cozy patch of concrete, my friends and I chatted, picnic-ed, and drank wine out of Solo cups while the sweet music drifted over us.




Though not officially started, it has begun.

1/100