Tag Archives: alcohol

Goodwill is good for the soul.

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A girlfriend and I hit Goodwill the other day and if nothing else, it’s a great place to pick up cheap books.

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16 books for $21? A little slice of heaven right there.

Of course, even thrift store shopping isn’t immune to politics these days…

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And while I didn’t buy that tee shirt, I did buy this one. Because, honestly…. I had to.

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I shall wear it and point at myself the next time my husband disagrees with me. That should go over well.

My girlfriend was in the mood for Cracker Barrel so that’s where we headed for lunch. The restaurant was almost empty but the hostess told us there would still be a 20-25 minute wait to be seated due to short staffing. (I’m seriously tired of waiting for meals… have all the pre Covid waiters and waitresses been abducted by aliens and given the anal probe? If not… please go back to work. River be hungry. )

Since it was raining we chose to wander the store instead of sitting outside on the rocking chairs, and that’s where I saw this:

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For which I have no logical explanation.

But perhaps the biggest surprise of the day?

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Alcohol… at Cracker Barrel!

When did that happen? Granted it’s not a favorite restaurant of mine and I probably haven’t stepped foot in one since my mother passed but it seems like I would have noticed such a momentous event.

Since their beer was dishwater I opted for a mimosa, which was close to dishwater only fizzy… but yes, it was alcohol!

At Cracker Barrel!

The world really has gone mad.

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Random claptrap.

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Have you ever tried this?

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I found it last week and it isn’t half bad. Apparently smashing citrus fruit and mixing it with vodka is a Maryland crab bake tradition.

This next one is all I’m going to say about the travesty happening in Texas. Because common sense is common sense, and if men were the ones who got pregnant? There would be clinics on every street corner.

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Have you ever felt like you just aren’t accomplishing enough?

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There.

I feel better already.

And finally, it’s never too early to start that Christmas knitting.

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Operation dinner out.

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We took a drive out to Harpswell for a waterfront meal the other night.

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To a great restaurant at one of our favorite locations.

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Dolphin Marina.

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It’s an out of the way place…

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With wrap around coastal scenery.

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Unfortunately it was Saturday night, the tourists were thick and the wait for an outdoor or water view table was over an hour. And if you’ve ever gone out to dinner with my husband, you know that means forgoing the views and eating at the bar.

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I was disappointed, but a few Honey Gin Slippers later?

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Life was good.

Dolphin is famous for their epic blueberry muffins which are served with every meal.

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Luckily my other half didn’t eat his and I had it for breakfast the next morning.

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Dinner started with garlic and white wine mussels for hubby.

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And a lovely lemony Caesar salad for me.

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The husbands Parmesan crusted haddock was tasty but surprisingly thin.

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But my pan seared scallops with basil cream sauce and asparagus on homemade pasta was stellar.

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So if you’re ever in the area, drop in.

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But go off season…. when you can get decent seating and enjoy a better view than the bartender and a row of empty bottles.

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(Extra points for anyone who can name the movie from which I pilfered my post title.)

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Little known facts about booze.

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Did you know…

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I don’t drink Campari, and now I’m twice as glad I never did.

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Vodka cures frizzy hair? It truly is the nectar of the Gods.

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So Walgreens was built on whiskey’s back? Take 2 shots and call me in the morning.

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Good ole George. 11,000 gallons a year probably made wearing those wooden teeth a little more bearable.

A spoonful of heaven right there.

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I believe I’ve found heaven right here on earth… and it seems I’m not the only one.

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Yes, boys and girls…. dreams do come true.

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Alcoholic ice cream. Be still my heart!

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Oh, yes.

Yes please!

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Couldn’t have said it better myself Joe.

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Nutrition facts? Who cares! It’s ice cream made with bourbon. ❤️

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Excellent idea. An adult Good Humour truck ! I’d chase that sucker down the street for sure….

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My mouth is watering already.

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I’m good with that.

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Yikes!!! $28.75 per?

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On second thought… I might just drop a scoop full of Breyers in my Woodfords Reserve and call it good.

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Random drivel.

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A while back my husband dragged an ottoman into the living room. The fact that it barely matches the armchair and doesn’t match the sofas at all drives me crazy….

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But it’s perfectly Lord Dudley Mountcatten sized and he loves it …

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So it stays. Sigh.

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Can someone please explain this to me…. because honestly, I’m flummoxed. Who in their right mind craves alcohol free gin?

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Live your best life… without alcohol? People really do be crazy.

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Why am I posting a photo of our water heater? Because the insanely expensive, fancy schmancy hybrid heat pump unit we installed barely 3 years ago is dead. After 2 visits from our plumber and one from the company’s rep, it was determined the computerized control board has malfunctioned. It’s a rarity, but once in a while you get a lemon. And we all know if there’s a lemon to be found? We will find it. Problem is, the boards are expensive and no one has them in stock.

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But along with the aggravation comes a new appreciation for why people only bathed once a month in olden days. Heating pots of water, and schlepping them to the tub is bad enough, but trying to duck in out of the cold shower spray long enough to wash and condition a head of long hair is torture. Maine well water in early spring? Like a quick dip in the Arctic Ocean…. minus the penguins. So if you happen to see me in the grocery store this week? Be sure and pass upwind. I haven’t showered in 3 days..

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Alcohol. It’s not just for cocktail glasses anymore….

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I’ve always loved dinosaurs. As a child my favorite place in the whole world was under the skeleton of a T Rex at the Museum of Natural History in NYC. So imagine my delight when I discovered these…

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So what, you say? Gummy dinosaurs are no big deal… tis true.

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But winosaurs? That’s booze, candy and dinosaurs all in one place! A little slice of heaven right there.

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And booze filled Hallmarks?

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I’m also very down with those.

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If you’re ever in New Hampshire..

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I highly recommend you visit the Tamworth Distillery.

http://tamworthdistilling.com/

The husband and I discovered it a few years ago and were instantly hooked.

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It’s a lovely place where they grow herbs and wildflowers…

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And has a fabulous tasting room, cafe, bakery and apothecary type gift shop.

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But what I really go there for?

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The infused gin. Like this bottle of plum the husband brought back for me when he was in the area last week.

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It’s fabulous…. though not exactly cheap.

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While I usually have it with just tonic, yesterday I was in the mood for a proper Tom Collins. The plum turned it pink… and I admit I was tickled the very same color.

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Who knew?

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Did anyone know the Keurig coffee company will now mix you a cocktail?

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Yes, there is an alcoholic pod machine.

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And while in theory it seems like a good idea ..

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For $300 I think I’ll continue to mix my own.

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The machine requires a CO2 canister for carbonation.

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And they don’t exactly give away the pods either.

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Maybe someday when I’m old and grey (okay, older and greyer) I’ll need mechanic cocktail help, but I’m not there yet.

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Because alcohol makes great desserts.

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I found these tasty treats in the grocery store bakery section.

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And seeing that they were alcohol laden, you know I had to try them.

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The Captain rarely disappoints, and even in cake form he was quite yummy. Moist and spicy, it had a pleasing apple pie autumn in New England vibe.

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This wasn’t my favorite of the three, but it still had a nice pound cake richness.

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But if you love beer, this is the cake for you. The simple act of opening the wrapper released an instant heady aroma of hoppy goodness. Deep, dark and chocolatey like a good stout should be…. this dessert was a winner.

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