What if it Snows?

. All that has probably taught you to be Independant, that you can’t count on others. Growing up in chaos has taught Me that anyway. Also taught Me the value of stability. Simple lesson-how not to be a parent. Lol. Never read the book “ How to be your own Parent” But the title says it all. Got to keep the good , and leave the rest.

 

I can remember back when I was younger than two. I remember being in the baby buggy and outside of the house in NJ. Thinking how wonderful it was to be able to take a nap there. I still use that memory to fall asleep at night. Has lots of memories of growing up. Some not so great, some are fantastic. The joys of not doing anything that kills brain cells.

 

As far back as I can remember is 2nd grade.


1/2 oz.
white rum
1 1/2 oz.
golden rum
1 oz.
dark rum
1/2 oz.
151-proof rum
1 oz.
lime juice
1 tsp.
pineapple juice
1 tsp.
papaya juice
1 tsp.
superfine sugar

Stir together all the ingredients except the 151.

Pour the mixture into a 14-ounce glass three-fourths full of cracked ice

Float the 151 as a lid by pouring it into a spoon and gently dipping it under the surface of the drink.
(If the spirit moves you, take a match to this mixture; it will burn. )

Garnish with mint (either straight or dipped in lime juice and then superfine sugar) and/or fruit.


A Little Background
The Zombie was one of very first tiki drink to make it big. Back in 1930s Hollywood, a guy named Don the Beachcomber opened a bar where he served tropical drinks loaded with rum. The Zombie was one of them, likely cooked up for some poor sap with a massive hangover whose deathly shuffle caught Don's sympathy. Either way, it caught one, especially at the Hurricane Bar at the 1939 New York World's Fair. Don the Beachcomber is still considered the father of tiki culture.

 

My motto is tight on injectors, loose on valves middle trending towards tight on jakes.

Hasn't failed me yet.

 

Don the Beachcomber signature drink was the “Zombie”
Trader Vic’s was the “Mai Tai”

 

Grits were not available at the PFJ hot counter. In fact, all the had was pizza, and it was 730am. Shoulda had the biscuits out, I guess biscuit lady didn't come to work today.

If I coulda forseen how the day was gonna play out, I would've just ate at Denny's. Pretty sure they have grits.

 

PFJ don’t know nothin bout grits.

 

I ended up taking a ten, I made a sammich, got a coffee, told the missus my ETA........

Then my truck went into regen.

I swear this unit is DELIBERATELY messing with me. This is the third time it's done this, SECOND TIME this week!

Well, might as well go off duty.