Oh, hi guys. Hilary here. Reporting live from my living room, watching Shark Week, actively planning how to avoid open waters for the rest of my life. I’m also feeling pretty happy with myself for having just made raspberry mules. Also, vodka. Good vodka from Batch 206, which happens to be a baseball-player’s-stone’s-throw away from the futon on which I sit.
When you step out of a plane after a whirlwind weekend in the sun, full of friend and family visits, into weather not unlike your fan-less bathroom after a long shower (plus rain), you’re not gonna be in a good place. And not just because you’re now in an airport. Luckily, there are remedies for this feeling.
My parents got these ridiculous organic strawberries that are almost blindingly bright, so we decided to annihilate them, along with some fresh basil, and turn them into a boozy spritzer! This would be perfect to serve up at your 4th of July gathering, or to cure your rainy day just-returned-from-vacation blues.
I may be drinking one of these as I write this, so apologies for any errors. Hilary, you may have to edit this a couple times.
Anyway, I was recently re-introduced to the Greyhound (vodka and grapefruit juice) while vacaying it up with a specific boyfriend’s family in Palm Springs. I learned a couple things: First, there may be enough grapefruit trees that all of Palm Springs could survive on solely grapefruit, if that’s what it came to. You never know. Second, Greyhounds are pretty great, but especially refreshing muddled with mint and topped off with seltzer.