Right. Now I’m showing my complete ignorance about mixed drinks. After my resounding success with martinis, I figured I would look for variations. Not caring for pearl onions, I figured that I wouldn’t care for a Gibson. So, I thought I’d try for the other major variation, a Cosmopolitan. I had the Absolut Citron and Triple Sec already, so I stopped by the store for some cranberry juice.
Understand, I don’t drink very much at all. I don’t order drinks at bars. And, more importantly, I have never watched Sex and the City. I was totally unaware that a cosmopolitan is a "girl’s drink." All I could do was marvel how pink this stuff turned out to be. All of the online photos in the recipes showed something a bit more, well, reddish. All Laura could do was laugh at my naivete and enjoy her drink.
Couple this with the new froufrou website, and I was in the midst of a serious crisis. There was nothing more to do but grab a beer and watch the Furman game on TV.