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The husband bought another vintage cocktail recipe book, though to my knowledge he’s never mixed a cocktail in his life.

He knew it was old because it said so right in the title.

🥴

Mixed drinks are no mystery to me, but whatever.

Pinch bottle and spot bottle? Now I know what my mother was talking about when she said she added a pinch of this and a pinch of that.

Those are some pretty potent potables, and I definitely could have used the income tax cocktail during my 8 hour conversation with the IRS last month.

And look, they even have vintage snack recipes. Though no crudite …. sorry Mehmet.

Husband’s other little treasure was this promotional package of Squirt. Can’t say I ever drank it, but I’m thinking it’s citrusy.

In general I’d say I’m a good cook. People like to come over for dinner, my dishes are requested at potlucks, and Lord knows my husband doesn’t complain. But every once in a while I’ll try a new recipe and things will…. how shall we say? … go astray.

I read the directions, I do just what they say… but the result is often inedible.

Perhaps I need this:

I wouldn’t count on it, but let’s see.

Who knew there was such a thing.

Cheese? Good.

Kale? Bad.

Got it!

I’m afraid I can’t follow that rule. Growing up with a father who died after his fifth heart attack… and living with a man who has had triple bypass, I don’t add salt to anything.