I was going start this paragraph by saying, “Cocktail season is here!” But then I stopped myself because we all know that it’s always cocktail season on this blog. Duh. This cocktail in particular is seasonal, I suppose, though I see nothing wrong with using frozen strawberries, making this drank doable year-round.
Sure this looks like a pretty simple strawberry basil situation mixed with some gin, but I can assure you it’s a bit more special. I can’t get near strawberries without thinking of adding a dash of black pepper and a drizzle of balsamic vinegar. It’s just too easy! So this cocktail has a bit of weird stuff added to it, but do you expect any less from me? No, you don’t.
In other news, thanks for all your concern with Amelia. I’m happy to report that she’s back to barking a lot, stealing shoes, drinking my afternoon tea when I’m not looking and so on. So she’s better.
Homemade pudding has been well documented on this here site quite a bit. It’s a near and dear dessert that’s so close to my heart. Puddin’ is the thing I want to eat after a super heavy meal when I can barely even think to think about dessert, but totally want to. Am I making sense?
And no matter how many new pudding memories I make, pudding will always, ALWAYS remind me of Billy Madison. (Please tell me you clicked on that link and watched him dance down those stairs. You’re welcome.)
Billy loved his Snack Packs! I remember watching that movie over and over and begging my mom to add them to her grocery list. She did. I was a girl obsessed with Billy Madison and chocolate pudding.
My brain doesn’t always match the season. I think of the best Halloween costumes in March. (I mean, can you imagine Amelia dressed as a stick of butter? Or dressed as Jasmine from Aladdin?)
I come up with most original and special Christmas gift ideas in July. All of my best Fall recipe ideas come to me when I’m sweating in August. And I thought of this gem of a recipe a few days before Christmas when I was wrapping presents.
I was craving strawberries which lead my brain to thinking about strawberry milkshakes. I wondered why I hadn’t thought to make strawberry milk and put it in my favorite cookies. So here we are…four months later, at the beginning of strawberry season, Spring-ifying and cute-ifying the deli cookie classic, the black and white cookie.
We’re flirxting with summer. By the way, “flirxting” is a technical term.
I’m so ready to do a canon ball in a pool; definitely not ready to be in a bathing suit in front of other humans. Ugh.
I’m looking forward to old movies in the cemetery whilst eatin’ cool snacks; not ready to need air-conditioning.
I can’t wait to bake up elaborate pies with fresh berries; not ready for fruit flies. They loooove my kitchen in the summer.
I’m excited for crazy salads (I can’t believe I’m saying that!), but when it’s hot outside all I want to eat are piles upon piles of grilled vegetables. I’m so not ready to sweat. There’s nothing adorable about the act of sweating, am I right?