Wednesday, May 2, 2018

2/ My Life in Alcohol Consumption, Part II

Twenties: A New Yorker knows what to do. The cocktail hour should be observed. Scotch or martinis de rigueur at lunch . . . Pimm's Cup in Bermuda . . . Lillet at Lincoln Center. Stocking up on liqueurs at duty-free airport shops. Bloody Marys at brunch and on airplanes. In my twenties I also discovered how easily I got sick hangovers.



Even at our weekend house, the cocktail hour was observed.

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6 comments:

  1. Kim HanniganMay 2, 2018 at 11:03 AM

    You were so much more sophisticated than I was in my twenties! I turned 18 at the height of the disco era, so we drank the noxious tequila sunrises and Singapore slings. Your twenties brings to mind "Mad Men" while mine screams "Saturday Night Fever."

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    1. SusanMay 2, 2018 at 12:18 PM

      Only because I'm so much older than you, Kim. :-)

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  2. CedarwaxwingMay 3, 2018 at 10:28 AM

    Kim's comment says it all.

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  3. SabineMay 7, 2018 at 7:22 AM

    Yeah. Kim captured it.

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  4. Indigo BuntingMay 15, 2018 at 12:40 PM

    I am addicted to cocktail hour.

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    1. SusanMay 16, 2018 at 7:57 AM

      There was a period in my twenties when I viewed with mild disdain anyone who wasn't.

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