Saturday, June 15, 2024

All that cider still looks so good

While I only drink at funerals now - and really, really don't miss the hangovers - sometimes I still crave specific drinks.

Occasionally I feel like I could kill for a glass of red wine - a thick, gloopy, buttery red - and other times I have the burning urge to slam some tequila, salt and lemon. Most of all, I keep getting dragged towards the incredible variety of cider they have at the local supermarket. I miss the Scrumpy in  particular, and the sharp and fizzy tang that comes with opening a new bottle.

I'm not about to fall off the wagon now - these are only passing fancies. But if I did, those are the drinks I would get in me.

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