Harvest Dinner: Part 1 & Countown Day #22

Cocaine Princess here.

Another harvest time AKA Thanksgiving has come and gone. This year sister had the brilliant idea to hold a harvest dinner party with guests. Usually we celebrate it on not too much of a grand scale but just by going out to a restaurant. This year she wanted to do something different. I wasn’t that sold on the idea of having a dinner party because when I saw the guest list there was hardly anyone on there that I knew. Unfortunately sister is not too crazy about my friends. As I wrote in the beginning, Another harvest time AKA Thanksgiving has come and gone. This year sister had the brilliant idea to hold a harvest dinner party with guests. And I can honestly say it was the most miserable night on record. YES even more miserable than the dysfunctional Christmas Eve Party on Sandwich Island and believe me that’s saying a lot. Where the hell do I even begin? Hmm, I guess I should rewind back to 2 weeks ago, Friday October 8th when sister came home from school. After dinner she made a trip to the LCBO store and insisted I come along with her. {I love, love shopping but not at the damn liquor store} If you recall the LCBO was the first store to be opened in the strip mall. Remember the strip mall petition meeting? If not you can refresh your memory by reading those glories entries here. “A” insisted I come along. I didn’t see why since I’m not much of a drinker but for some reason she enjoys dragging me to places and making me do things that I don’t like to do. In situations like these I sometimes honestly feel like her hostage. We arrived at the LCBO and the place was jammed packed. I assumed everyone had the same plan: to get all liquored up for the long weekend. Sister grabbed one of the steel carts and as she pushed it I was walking beside her. All the liquor bottles were neatly displayed on the shelves in separate categories. 

A: Darling, what kind of wine should we get?

My reply?

ME: As long as there’s a sufficient supply of Diet Dr. Pepper for me I’m not bothered what you buy.

I only said what I did because I wasn't planning on having a drinkie with dinner. {Because of certain circumstances I actually did wind up having a drink. Up~coming entries will explain why}. Sister picked up a bottle of Red Wine and laid it gently into the cart. I questioned if she was done yet? She nodded no.

A: Why do you ask? Is there someplace more important you need to be.

I nodded yes even though it was a lie. She looked at my manicure.

A: It can’t be to the nail salon. Your nails look still pretty fresh.

At that moment I had a mental block and couldn’t really think of any excuse but now I can think of at least 101 different excuses I could have come up with.
 
Several wine bottles later, as we turned the corner into the next aisle a familiar neighborhood face appeared. Good ole lovable Poodle Lady {PL}. Well, well, well isn’t this interesting. I must admit she was a definite sight for sore eyes...........Yes that last statement was extreme sarcasm. In case you’ve forgotten what Poodle Lady is, err I mean who Poodle Lady is, you can read all about her here and here.  After you’re done reading about her if you don’t come to the conclusion she is a total nut~job then there’s something definitely wrong with you.

So why the “Well, well, well isn’t this interesting” reaction? PL was dead set against having a strip mall built so close in our neighborhood and was so vocal at the meeting that she vowed she’d never go near any of the stores in the mall, so seeing her push a cart in the strip mall liquor store was quite a surprise.....

....To Be Continued

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Countdown Day #22

The end of the month is almost here and we’ve hit single digits with only 9 days left until Halloween. Admit it you guys are excited, right? I know I am!

My lovelies, I present to you Day #22 Halloween themed drinkie....

Friday October 22, 2010

"Death In The Afternoon" 

  

" WARNING:  After two of these at lunch, you may be dead to the world by dinner~time. This drink, a simple combination of absinthe and sparkling wine, is said to have been one of Hemingway's favorites when he was living in France. He would enjoy three to five of these in one sitting (yeah, writers like to drink). The drink's milky appearance and herbaceous flavor will certainly loosen enough of your inhibitions to leave the house wearing that Lady Gaga meat outfit."

INGREDIENTS:
*1 1/2 ounces of your favotite Absinthe -- we recommend Marilyn Manson's Mansinthe. 
*4 to 6 ounces cold Champagne or Sparkling Wine.

PREPARATION:
1.Pour Absinthe into Champagne flute. 
2. Add Champagne until a milky cloud appears, then serve.

Tomorrow Drinkie #23.

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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday! Hooray!!

Today marks the 4th Friday of the month. If you look up into the sky tonight you will see a full moon, AKA Hunter's Moon: The Hunter's Moon—also known as Blood Moon or Sanguine Moon—is the first full moon after the harvest moon, which is the full moon nearest the autumnal equinox.

Whatever your plans are have a glorious weekend.~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess