Pie dough has always been the most intimidating thing in baking. It’s really not and shouldn’t be this way.
A guy at work made the comment that he really enjoyed working with me and what a nice guy I was despite how much shit my coworkers talk about me.
The cashier who doesn’t acknowledge your existence. The bartender with the worst attitude. The nurse who could give a shit about your well being. Your government who steals and lies right to your face.
I don’t recall when or where I had my first Thai Tea. I do remember when I took a sip of that delicious weird orange looking goodness. Man, that shit was so good and so sweet. I was in heaven.
My coping cocktail at the moment is the Sparkly Blueberry Sake. All this quarantine and sitting at home has me depressed. The news and peoples behavior. Makes me ill.
Every year I take my assistant out for a steak dinner instead of giving him a raise. Yes, I let him order side dishes and a cocktail. I’m not a complete dick.
The Nutty Manhattan is my cocktail of choice that is currently helping me cope. All the chaos around the world and anger with people nowadays. Ugh…. disheartening. Let me grab my cocktail and we’ll talk about this shit for a bit.