When making mojitos, I feel that the mint should be muddled with the sugar to create a paste. Then add rum and ice, stir with long handled spoon. What's with this soda water thing?
I already know what I'm gonna call her. Got a name all picked out...
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Vortex - Apr 18, 2006 1:02:31 pm PDT #25 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
ChiKat - Apr 18, 2006 1:02:38 pm PDT #26 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
mojito:
I was going to give a recipe, but I see y'all have taken care of it!
we should probably remove this horribly restricting bra...
Here, you take this mojito and I'll do that.
-t - Apr 18, 2006 1:03:40 pm PDT #27 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Thread-change spanning sort of meara:
The Arts and Crafts movement was in the Sopranos this week
I saw that, Erika. It made me think how great it would be to see Emily Gilmore and Vito arguing over who got to buy an armoire they both wanted. Not enough to actually commit fic, but enough to think you could.
Congratulations, WindSparrow, on getting a promising interview so fast! That’s impressive in its own right. I hope the outcome is to your liking.
Mmm, mango mojito. I haven’t had one, but I like the sound of it. In my head, mojitos are mint juleps made with tequila. I know that’s wrong, but I’m not sure in how many ways it’s wrong, exactly. I should probably have a few to find out.
I need a muddler.
Continuing vibes for Cass and niecelet.
The rest of us that will be there next month are apparently chopped liver...I’m eating chopped liver right now AIFG
Beverly - Apr 18, 2006 1:04:24 pm PDT #28 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
First 30? Wow, it's been a while.
Back to catch up.
Nicole - Apr 18, 2006 1:07:07 pm PDT #29 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Nicole, you and I will just have to go Mojitoing.
Right on!
Why is today insisting on being today?!? I hate today. I want it to be May17th. No, wait. I want it to be May 13th, so I still have time to do laundry and pack and stuff.
Toddson - Apr 18, 2006 1:07:56 pm PDT #30 of 10002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
I looked at the mojito recipe. It seems to leave out putting the rum mixture into the glasses. Is this one of those crafty ones where you give your "friends" tall, colorful glasses of soda water over crushed ice and you consume the entire rum/mint/sugar mixture on your own?
SuziQ - Apr 18, 2006 1:07:58 pm PDT #31 of 10002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Didya call her Nicole?
Beverly - Apr 18, 2006 1:08:40 pm PDT #32 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Why a rampage, Ginger?
Glamcookie - Apr 18, 2006 1:13:41 pm PDT #33 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Mmmmm, mojito. I had a mint/rosemary mojito once and it was damned tasty.
Happy birthday to beth and Raq!
The Em, Lily, and Mal photos were freakin' adorable.
Is it 5 yet?
ETA: {{{Cass and niecelet}}}
Nicole - Apr 18, 2006 1:14:04 pm PDT #34 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Didya call her, Nicole?
(I added a comma to your sentence. I'm lame like that.) Anyway, nah, I didn't call her. Because... what if she answered while driving and then I didn't tell you she was on the cell while driving and then even though I yelled at her, she still kept talking and driving and one day got into an accident and when you visited her in the hospital and yelled, "I had no idea you were daring to drive and talk on your cell at the same time!", she would reply, "Nicole knew!!" And then you'd hate me.
This is what happens when I don't sleep.