delicious.

delicious.

Reblogged from FuckYeahAlbuquerque

cocktail lab: the algonquin

I’ve been working through the excellent Vintage Spirits and Forgotten Cocktails, a kind birthday gift from Matt, tons of quite unjustly forgotten drinks in there (and some understandably ignored).

My favourite so far is the Algonquin - a drink I first heard of during an extensive Dorothy Parker binge in my late teens. It’s one of those drinks that difficult to picture what it tastes like:

2 Rye Whisky

1 Dry vermouth 

1 Pineapple juice

Shake hard with ice, pour into a martini glass and add a cocktail cherry.

It’s a delicious thing - dry, light, both raspy and tasting of brown sugar - and surprisingly not at all fruity. Shaking it hard produces a light creamy foam on the top and a velvetty feel to the drink. I’ve a feeling I’m going to have to buy more Rye.

those birthday resolutions in full

1. Lipstick

2. Heals

laser owl!

laser owl!

Reblogged from fuck yeah cartography!
We live in a world ruled by fictions of every kind – mass-merchandising, advertising, politics conducted as a branch of advertising, the pre-empting of any original response to experience by the television screen. We live inside an enormous novel.
— J G Ballard
The late Queen Mothers picnic requirements in full.

The late Queen Mothers picnic requirements in full.

The true history of the Astoria Scum River Bridge: Mending a street with a bridge

posterchild & Jason Eppink

Even the KKK hate the WBC.

Even the KKK hate the WBC.

Reblogged from Metagasm
Most days at work I want to live here

http://aestheticsofjoy.com/2010/02/house-of-dreams/

Most days at work I want to live here

http://aestheticsofjoy.com/2010/02/house-of-dreams/

Anybody who writes a book is an optimist. First of all, they think they’re going to finish it. Second, they think somebody’s going to publish it. Third, they think somebody’s going to read it.