Watermelon season is the best!! It’s the quintessential summer snack. I have a special place in my heart for the Yellow Doll Watermelons we get from Springdale Farm. They are an heirloom variety with vibrant yellow flesh and adorable curlicues to boot. Typically they are crazy sweet but it’s still a little early in their season so they aren’t quite there yet.
This gave me a great excuse to develop a late summer cocktail around them for #drinkthesummer 2016 put together by Sherrie over at With Food + Love! I follow a lot of food blogs, like an embarrassing amount of food blogs and Sherrie’s is one of my favorite. She’s based in the Midwest (huge bonus points), focuses on fresh local produce and posts a fair share of cocktail recipes – definitely someone to recruit to the squad. With #drinkthesummer tons of bloggers are posting seasonally inspired cocktail (and mocktail) recipes TODAY! Scroll down to the end of the post for a full listing of all these delicious summer drinks! (more…)
It is no secret that I love beer. I am one of those people (I can feel Sheila rolling her eyes already) who will sit and chat with my server about their selection of draft beers ad nauseum. What type of hops? How long was it barrel-aged? Would you classify it as sessionable? Is there more of a malt finish? And so on and so on – some real hipster shit. I am spoiled with the craft beer scene in Chicago. I feel like there’s always a new brewery I haven’t heard of or a must-try collaboration for the upcoming season. If you drop by my house I’ll have a few six packs of local stuff but what I always have on hand by the case load is Tecate. Some people sneer when I tell them about my affinity for the Mexican lager but it is my go-to beer all summer long. I don’t recommend drinking it straight but just add a generous squeeze of lime and you’re good to go. It’s everything I want in a summer beer. It’s light and not too high on the ABV making it quite sessionable. I can drink it when I’m just hanging out grilling in the backyard or I can drink it when I’ve come home from work and about to take care of business in the studio. (more…)
As someone of Irish descent who thoroughly enjoys drinking, St Patrick’s Day is a day filled with joy. When I was younger it was a great excuse to get hammered in the morning, wear puke green sweaters and woo a lot. I’d look forward to kegs full of green beer and the chance to be overly prideful of my Irish heritage. It was a huge deal and I made an ass out of myself each and every year. (more…)
I’m not the best when it comes to Valentine’s Day. It always seems to sneak up on me even though the stores are filled with giant teddy bears and colorful balloons-on-sticks at the start of the New Year. I’m not anti Valentine’s Day I just never give myself enough time to pull off something grand. Even if I don’t plan an overly romantic night out, I do love this holiday because you take time to appreciate your relationship and show how much you care for your love. I am a sap when it comes to romance so you better believe our first Valentine’s Day as married peeps is going to be a good one.
Holidays on Ice was the first David Sedaris book I read and of all the stories in the book Santaland Diaries was my obvious favorite. We still read it aloud every few years to get in the snarky Christmas Spirit! There’s just something so heart warming and genuine about Krumpet’s misadventures around the Magic Tree. If you’re in the Chicago area I highly recommend going to Santaland Diaries at the Wit. You get to see it preformed in all of its elfin glory while sipping on a cocktail or two – the perfect holiday tradition! (more…)
As a woman in her late 20’s (OK well I guess I’m officially 30 as of the solstice) I attend quite a few weddings throughout the summer. The invitations have been slowing recently as a majority of my close friends are now married but there’s usually at least a couple tucked into my summer schedule. If the bartenders are willing, my go to wedding cocktail is an old fashioned. Simple but strong enough to get the job done. Sheila’s go to wedding cocktail is a little different – it’s the Dirty Shirley. Not familiar with it? It’s a Shirley Temple with vodka. It’s quite tasty but it often raises a few eyebrows. Typically I’m the one getting drinks for the two of us and without a doubt I get carded every time I order a Dirty Shirley, every time. (more…)
Strawberry Rhubarb is my jam! No, but really it is actually my jam. The local strawberry season is usually just getting starting around my birthday and rhubarb is almost always aplenty so naturally strawberry rhubarb has been the go to flavor profile for my birthday desserts. I’ve come to anticipate the classic combo as my birthday draws near but am totally burned out on strawberry rhubarb crisp and pie. Since the solstice is a time of celebration what better way to incorporate my love for these early summer favorites than with a tasty cocktail. (more…)
We bought our first home about a year ago and I’m still astounded by it at times. Like, really?! I own a home? Insane. Completely insane. But we really do and we really love it. We were pretty insistent on which neighborhood we wanted to live in so we were forced to make concessions on other things. Like all of the other things. No garage? No problem! One bathroom? Less to clean! Cat piss carpet? A unique home fragrance! Half the drywall ripped off due to water damage? Half as much to take down ourselves! Seriously our only requirement was that it was structurally sound and in our neighborhood. Everything else could be overcome.
I was caught falling asleep on the couch at 8:30 last night. Now I love sleep and I do get up in the five o’clock hour for my job as a marketing/communications/manager type (you can see we’re not big into titles) for a local organic delivery service but 8:30 is early even for me. I think my body is going into hibernation mode. We’re going through the coldest February on record (well apparently that’s still up for debate) in Chicago and my body seems to be shutting down. I don’t think I’m the only one either. When I’m out it seems most people are scurrying to their destinations, hunched from the cold and completely bundled with just a sliver of eye showing. I find comfort food and a generous amount of alcohol gets me through most weeks. Now I know I’m sick of winter but it pales in comparison to Boston. I mean really Boston? How have you not all given up already? Props to you for being wicked bad asses.