peach tequila sour
One sunny Saturday I decided to be a little bit sour. …By making a tequila sour, that is. Peach season is dwindling away,…
One sunny Saturday I decided to be a little bit sour. …By making a tequila sour, that is. Peach season is dwindling away,…
I’d say “so long, summer!” but in reality it’s just getting fucking started. Funny that major sweat season (*salutes* Major Sweat) supposedly commences…
Discovering how fucken fab Target’s salmon filets are proves quite dangerous. I’m on a salmon run lately, and I would say I need…
Tropical Storm Salmon. Debby (I’ve been spelling her name wrong this whole time, perhaps that’s why her wrath won’t quit here) blew through…
The urge to cocktail rose up this weekend, so here we are with a sip. Accompaniment for Taco Tuesday? Yes please. Interestingly –…
Nothing like pizza and peaches to help coax me out of my mental rut. I won’t bother recapping my current life scenarios –…
Dubbing August Peach Cocktail Month. And why wouldn’t I? Sometimes, J will run by the grocery store for me after his Thursday evening…
Third peach drink in the past three weeks let’s gooooooooo. August is prime month for peaches, so I’m not dicking around with sharing…
Sometimes stupid easy is just stupid logical. I wrestled with this salad for three trials before I finally got it the way I…
Two of my favorite adult fixtures: sangria and paloma. What a time to be alive. Should’ve called this a palomaria. Oh well. As…