Awesome, Blossom!

• an assortment of sours (whiskey) - home
• one margarita, small - home

Why whiskey sours? Why not amaretto sours? (which I drank a lot of in college, incidentally, as my refreshing, time-to-sober-up, end-of-the-night drink. This didn't make a lot of sense. Most people drank water or coffee, I drank amaretto sours. Umm, yeah.) So, whiskey sours...Saturday is our school auction and I rounded up a posse of people over to our house for a little fandango (look it up). The auction theme is country-western and whiskey sours seem like a good match. While looking for recipes online, I found this one which I have reposted below:

- My dad would take a 4 oz can of frozen lemonade, dump it into a blender filled with ice, refill the empty lemonade can with whiskey, dump it into the blender, mix until all the ice has been chopped up, serve in a pony glass with a cherry, and enjoy!

Then he would go and make himself a Manhattan, the Whiskey Sour was for my Mom and Aunt..... -

hahahahaha! (but I'm still gonna make me some sours.)

I was watching me some tv tonight and a commercial for Chili's came on. I generally shy away from Vegas-sized restaurants such as these, but as I watched the commercial I suddenly was intrigued by the possibility that I too, could be a participant in their food and fun. "C'mon!" it urged. "We're FuN! We're tasty! Come party with us! Try our Awesome Blossom! Try our Wings! Try our Texas cheese fries!" And I kind of got sucked in for a second. But then I realized that any place who deep fries an entire oversized onion and serves it as an appetizer, is not the place for me.