Posted on April 30th, 2009 No comments
I’m pretty sure this exists as another name, but I can’t find it. This is one of those kookie cocktails that only existed sometime between 1950 and 1966, the went bye bye, birdie. The birdie being the Wild Turkey, I suppose.
2 Shots Wild Turkey (or any good bourbon, sweeter the better)
1/2 shot grenadine
Throw four cherries in a tall glass and add ice. Then add the bourbon, then the grenadine, and top it off with Coke. The surprise is the cherry flavor. If by the time you get down to the cherries themselves, they should have soaked up a lot of the bourbon. Surprise! again. Want to have even more fun? Empty the cherry juice out of the jar and replace it with bourbon or sour mash whiskey. Let it sit overnight. Pop those suckers into the drink, and take off, baby!
Posted on April 29th, 2009 No comments
It’s been a rough day. Work wasn’t bad, but long. A lot of us have it not so good these days, with way the economy is, and sometimes it even gets ole Macky down. But I made it home in one piece, with the top down on the convertible and the radio blasting a string of Duke Ellington tunes (I gotta tell ya, I really like XM). Doing almost 80 down I-95 with the wind in your hair can really be a soothing experience.
When I got home, my wife Colleen was already relaxing at the Tiki Bar. She asked me how my day went…then turned around and saw me with the bottle of Wild Turkey and a rocks glass, and said, “That good, huh?” Well, between her in her lovliness and the vintage bottle or bourbon (Thanks Forman!) things started looking up. So we sat and talked at under the ultraviolet lights, about the day, and the craziness of the world. And I finished off a bourbon and coke, then had another, and soon I didn’t feel so bad about work or the lack there-of, or about money, or Swine Flu, and just started to enjoy what I have while I’ve got it.
After the second double Wild Turkey and Coke, I made my way into the study to play on the computer. I pet the cat. I drank some more. I sent a few messages to old friends. Then I picked up the sax and started to play, didn’t know what it was going to be, but it turned out to be “In a Mellow Tone”, probably because of all that Ellington I listened to on the way home. But it wasn’t very mellow. Well, the first chorus was, then I ripped into the solo as if I were playing to save my life. There’s something about that contrast that appeals to me…playing “In a mellow tone” like Sam Butera on some crazy bop tune. It sounded good. I was pleased. Then I had another drink, and sat down to write this, with nothing but the little paper lantern party lights for light, the cat by my side, and the sax on the other side. Colleen is in the kitchen making Fettucini Alfredo from scratch, her specialty. I still have a half a bottle of Turkey. Life is good at the Tiki Bar. (Please excuse any errors, I’m 2 1/2 sheets to the wind!)
Posted on April 29th, 2009 No comments
For those of you in parts of the world that are just experiencing spring, or the late part of winter, it’s probably difficult for you to understand how things work down here in South Florida. We’re actually in the subtropics, as far south as you can go in the continental United States (in Key West a sign marks the “Southernmost Point”). So the weather here is usually grand, sometimes horrific, and always unpredictable.
Aside from hurricanes, weather in Fort Lauderdale is some of the best anywhere. Our “season”, basically September through early June, boasts moderate temperatures in the 70′s and 80′s, with a handful of evenings going down to the 50′s (and eeek! two or three in the 40′s!). From June to mid September the temperatures rise into the high 90′s during the day, usually cooled off by mid-afternoon showers that roll in from the Everglades. These are generalities. Here’s the fun part…sometimes, in the middle of the day when the sun is shining, a cloud will come up out of nowhere and there’ll be a downpour on your head. But don’t worry, that cloud will probably pass in five minutes and it will be sunny again. And sometimes the sun is shining through the pouring rain…If you want, you can walk across the street to where it isn’t raining.
Today when I got up the sun was shining, it was a cool 75°, and I almost put the top down on the ragtop. Good thing I didn’t, because half way to work on I-95 in Hollywood, the rain came down. Oh, it was still sunny, just wet. Good old Florida. Two miles later, I parked my Cruiser in a damp and sunny parking space, and didn’t need the umbrella.
The really funny thing is, it’s still “Spring Break” (which seems to start in March and go through the end of May), so I’m sure there are a few hundred (thousand?) pasty-looking mid-western spring breakers on the beach right now, who are just about to get a taste of Florida weather for real! I can just see them gathering up their supplies, blankets, coke bottles filled with rum, radios etc. and running for the bars to stay dry. By the time they get across A-1-A to the Elbo room, the rain will have passed…and it’ll start all over again!
Posted on April 28th, 2009 1 comment
Well it has been along time since I decided to buy a new boat, So I figured I would start by going to the local convenience store and buy a boat trader. Wow what a mistake that was. The trader costs $2.25, and believe it or not it was only twenty pages with about ten boats and thirty advertisements per page and at least four of the boats were being sold by a dealer. (The trader used to be about Fifty pages and cost $0.50) The remaining boats were either super mega yachts or boats that no real captain would even go aboard. My next step was to join the twenty first century and check out what was on Craigslist, and WOW there sure was a bunch of boats there… So I searched and searched and finally found the perfect boat for running a back water charter fishing operation. Of course the seller did not provide a phone number so I sent him an email and he replied with additional pictures of the boat. Wow the boat was exactly what I wanted and in great condition, looking at the pictures. So the next day I go look at the boat, that was described as turn key, and it turns out to be a nice hull with an engine that would be better suited as an anchor. How this idiot can call a boat turn key when the controls are so corroded you can’t get the key in mystifies me, but what do I know… The search will continue, I just hope I can find one person on the Internet that actually tells the truth…
Posted on April 27th, 2009 No comments
Found a kool site for any with a hot rod, who likes hot rods, or wishes they had a hot rod…
Yours truly just joined…look for me, handle is ChrisPFlorida.
There’s nothing like having a hunk of vintage rolling iron to give you that true feel of being lost in another time. I’ve been driving cars way too old since I was 12…yeah, 12…from a 41 Dodge Luxury Liner to a 63 Imperial Crown Southampton, to a 56 Buick Station Wagon, to a 74 Caddy Eldorado convertible…and plenty of others in between. This 53 Chevy has been mine since May of 1990. I’ve been through hell and back with this car…it’s really such a big part of me now I don’t think I’ll ever part with her. By the way…her name is StarDust. Check her out in all her glory at www.53ChevyHotRod.com! Be sure to leave a comment!