What better way to start a post than with a yummy, summer mojito! The only thing "wrong" about this amazingly refreshing summer cocktail is the way that I pronounce it (because sometimes it's just more fun to mispronounce things intentionally...mah-jaih-toe).
Last summer I was all knocked-up and such and due to my "condition", our wonderful, fancy friend, Dave Bender, mixed me my very own "faux-jito". Tonic, simple syrup, squeeze of lime and sprig of mint and I was like a proud little girl at the grownup table.
The post-mojito morning brought a beverage of a different kind. Above you'll find a sweet photo of Albie and I having our morning cup of coffee. While dining out, Al is one of those obnoxious types that tells the waitress, "high test, please!" instead of "regular" and puts her hand OVER the top of her mug when the poor girl tries to "top off" her cuppa joe. Seriously lady?! That hot coffee could have burned your hand! Couldn't you just say "No thank you"? Noo, you had to be super weird about it. I don't understand people sometimes. Neither does Alice.
*We gave Alice her own "teensy" mug when she kept trying to wrestle my actual cup of coffee out of my hands. Greedy gussy.
Ohh, we haven't seen the last of "Pooey the Builder", here, overseeing her crew (Mike and Hen) as they redo the driveway. "Lay the bricks EXACTLY half an inch apart, guys! I'm not kidding. I'll come over there with my ruler and check your work if I have to."
Ohhh, last but not least...tonight's dessert! Raspberries from Grandpa Mac & GiGi's garden (picking them is so zen for me) with chocolate & vanilla ice creams. This is a fun little series...
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| My bowl of ice cream (L) and Hen's bowl of ice cream (R) about two minutes after I'd dished them out. Notice which dish has already been nearly finished. |
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| Hen arguing that we should "switch ice creams", and forcefully pointing to the dish that I should claim as mine. "You take THIS one, mommy. It is prettier for YOU". I declined and he switched tactics "We should share. That is the nice thing. Will you share with me, please??" |
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| Closeup of my raspberry/chocolate/vanilla delight. Pre-sharing. I did give him a few friendly bites, but saved the raspberries covered in melted chocolate ice cream for mah-self. Yummm. Nothing gets between this lady and her dessert. |
