grapefruit rosé sour
A bouquet in a coupe glass. Easter requires a pretty drink, and I’d say this Grapefruit Rosé Sour fits the bill beautifully. With…
Here we fucking go again. It’s 7am Monday morning, currently, and everyone on the west coast of Florida is eyeing the track for…
Just as my house has morphed into an autumn wonderland, so will FMG transform into a portal of pumpkin pizzazz. As I write,…
Comfort food after an uncomfy week. Really hoping to reestablish a normal routine this week, so we’re pulling out all the culinary stops…
I’ve lived in Florida my whole life, and I’ve never feared a hurricane more than I ultimately feared Helene. And trust me, fellas,…
If you don’t like espresso martinis I think you’re a liar. Unless, of course, you are a sober individual. I respect that immensely.…
DAS OKTOBERFEST. I always find it humorous that Oktoberfest falls in September, and apparently the main reason this is so is because the…
‘Twas a Good Week. Howdy doody, folks. Last week zipped by at the same breakneck pace as those post-advertisement asides when someone’s reading…
Autumn means time to flash our buns. We may be clothing ourselves more thoroughly – least in some parts of the country/world –…
8pm Sunday evening idea: executed. Part of recovering from a hard race is the simultaneous phenomenon of an overactive yet highly malfunctional brain.…
The sweet, sweet smell of a pumpkin candle burning in 90 degree weather. We really don’t have much relief in sight as far…