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Singapore Sling. I used to make terrible Singapore Slings by the pitcher for new years and we’d get wrecked and watch Fear&Loathing and I should revisit that with a better recipe like this one. But I need a minute to cope with the fact that that was like a decade ago or more, weird. (at Ballyhoo)

SUPER LEGIT! geeked out about esoteric cocktail ingredients for like thirty seconds with the bartender, got the recipe! better than the recipe i have for sure.

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What is that and how do I make it!!!!

I reblogged with the bartender’s recipe. I’ll simplify, though– basically, it’s a gin-based cocktail with fruit juices and flavored liqueurs, and the main secondary ingredient is curucao, or cointreau, or, for the cheap, triple sec (which cuts down on strength/complexity but is also like five dollars a handle)– in short, orange liqueur. So if you got some gin and lime and triple sec, you’re ¾ there. Then you want something that is cherry flavored, and maraschino or even what’s that awful red stuff, it’s the fake cherry juice, grenadine that’s it, be real sparing with it. That’s why it’s pink/red. Then you top it off with fruit juice and stuff, and get wrecked.

(The gin they used was New Amsterdam, which is inexpensive and… sort of not as strongly gin-flavored as a lot of gins. I recommend it; I had to stop buying it solely because Dude doesn’t like it, but i like it a lot. He prefers St George but that is INTENSELY GIN-FLAVORED GIN so I wouldn’t recommend it for a cocktail that you want to taste like anything besides gin in any way. It’s like a money shot from a pine tree. It’s good, it’s just. Very gin. And this isn’t a cocktail you need top-shelf gin for.)

Benedictine is almondy, I think; you could substitute for that or omit it but it’ll be less complex. Some stuff calls for weird esoteric shit in that role, and Benedictine is a good commercial widely-available and recognizable substitute. 

I also noticed that for all their cocktails, they shook them over ice then strained them onto fresh ice, and then rinsed the shaker with soda water and dumped that in too so it was extra foamy. That’s the modern substitute for vintage bar foam, I think.

(They did get extra bonus vintage points for making a drink with a raw egg in it. Just the white is the true vintage method for foamy drinks. That’s right: bar foam is medium-vintage. True Tiki-era vintage, you used a goddamn egg white, because nobody gave a fuck about food poisoning and like, not being horrifying.)

I’m sad I got out of professional bartending before the retro craze came into full swing. I woulda been so good at it. I mostly paid down my student loans with cosmos and draft beers, which is a Damn Shame. My Corpse Revivers and Sazeracs and Vespers have all been made on my own time at my own expense for my own edification, and that’s okay, but. 

I have a Vintage Bar Manual from my grandma and it is hilariously fucking terrible. There’s a drink in there that, no lie, is a raw egg yolk in a glass of sherry. It’s called something cute, too. I can’t even. I should post about it. I did, extensively, when I inherited it, but that was like, three social media platforms ago. 

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“Make that three.”

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office job woes of the day:#1 the giant printer suddenly has a bad sensor and will not stop...

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#1 the giant printer suddenly has a bad sensor and will not stop screaming that there’s paper in the paper advance unit. which i have disassembled and reassembled four times. there is no paper in the paper advance unit. the printer doesn’t care. it won’t stop screaming. 

#2 i’m the only person in the online department at the moment and so I have to monitor the email and it just wears at you, y’know? amazon is the worst. They keep sending me semi-abusive messages. Your offer is not the lowest! no shit buddy, the lowest offer is from a gray-market illegal reseller who’s undercutting my actual cost by twenty percent, there’s no fucking way i could match the lowest offer. oh, you’re matching the lowest offer yourself. thanks, amazon! you’re a fucking peach. you bully the manufacturers into selling directly to you at a discount and then you sell the thing for lower than I’m legally allowed by the manufacturer to sell and you’re amazon so there’s nothing anybody can do about it. 

it just wears on you, y’know?

#3 we’re getting work done on the building’s facade, and they’re running around clomping on the roof and listening to a radio that’s too loud to ignore and too quiet to comprehend, so that’s. not restful.

#4 i will never understand the mindset of people who send messages (or, hell, they do this in person) like, you have this listed for a certain amount of money, but how about i just give you less? would that be cool? and expect me to be like yes! please! of course! you’re special and i’ve been wanting to sell to you and only you for so long! i’m so lucky you came into my life like this to browbeat me out of the profit margin that means my employers can pay me the pittance they do! *throws confetti*

I know academically that in some cultures this is normal, you always counteroffer and what’s the word, haggle? i forget. anyway. I come from a world where the price is the price and you shop around and if that’s the price, you just buy it or don’t depending if you can afford it. and i know that’s just not how it works many places, but to me, if you see how much i’m asking, and offer me less, then you don’t respect me. that’s just how it works, where i’m from and how i was raised, and it really upsets me, and i work hard on being chill with other ways of life and stuff, but

again. it grates on me. it wears me down. it’s exhausting.

and mostly it’s amazon. as a customer i love amazon. as a seller amazon is the reason we’ve survived. but man. as a human, i’m fucking sick of amazon. 

and the subset of amazon who takes the 30-day return policy as a free license to rent shit for 29 days for free, and then kick up a fuss when we charge a restocking fee because the new thing you bought and returned is now clearly used and we’re going to have to sell it as a used item for a reduced price. because “fair” is just too much to ask for when the Customer Is Always Right. 

Ugh. fuck capitalism.

i wrote up the whole Driveway Saga and should post it.

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i wrote up the whole Driveway Saga and should post it. As of today, I’m going to be able to park in my own driveway again and I’m most excited. 

However. My yard is destroyed, and I didn’t expect it to be that bad, and I also didn’t expect to care. They dug up and carted off all the dirt near the driveway, which happens to include everywhere I’ve ever planted bulbs. They stomped and destroyed my clematis vine, and they took my burning bush even though they explicitly weren’t supposed to.

There’s nothing left and there’s big gaps where the dirt was, and I’m going to have to fill it in, and they took the dirt. So I don’t really know what to do.

I’m going to just not think about it for a while.

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i sort of feel like chapter six is one of those impossible conundrums where you can only run half...

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i sort of feel like chapter six is one of those impossible conundrums where you can only run half the remaining distance

and also like there’s a wicked tone shift halfway through that i just can’t fix

and like

maybe i crawled up my own ass and died and this is all a hallucination

I consoled myself for life being hard by going and spending an inordinate amount of money on Torrid’s bralettes, brace yourselves, when those puppies arrive I’m totally going to post at least one inappropriately risqué photo of my hoots, because I’m too excited about the existence of such things in my size.

i also had the kind of working day where you begin to wonder if the concept of language isn’t just some sort of delusion because nobody else seems to think words mean things the way i do

I should just rewrite all of chapter 6 to be bleak farcical humor, because it would probably just work better that way. 

Especially since it took everything I had not to just open it up with the Monty Python thing from Holy Grail where they’re like, “He says he’s already got one!”

“He’s already got a Grail? … Can we see it?”

“No! Now go away!”

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Let it be as weird as it needs to be to get a shitty second draft, and get into chapter 7 to see if that has stupid tone shifts too. Or plot leakage, or anything else that makes you angry.

ha this is the third draft. but moving on to ch 7 was a good idea, i did that yesterday, and came back and had made mental progress and fixed some things and oh, it’s worse now.