Please....
A most perfect Pomegranate Old Fashioned at Yard House. Ahhh...
But this has not always been the case. In my very early days of alcohol adventures (we won’t say how early) I preferred milder cocktail selections, many of them way too sweet. I found out later in life that the sugar and alcohol mix are the perfect recipe for hangovers-as well as learning that sugar is basically evil, so I moved on. But, I digress.
My first foray into the world of booze was a Vodka Collins, but I can spell that one. 😜 Then there were the good old daiquiri on the rocks, made with (ugh) clear Rum. That was another standard for me in the early days. It would be a few years before I was introduced to the frozen fruity dessert drink that bears the same name. Now, drinking those sneaky devils has proved much easier than writing about them, and to this day that word remains the one that I will inevitably have to always research for the correct spelling. I wanted to add a ‘c’ or leave out that first ‘i’. Well, let’s just agree that there are way too many ‘i’s in it to begin with. It should, by all pronunciation rules, be spelled dakwuri, or ‘dakry’, if you’re from the South. 😉
Thank goodness for search engines. I don’t even have to go all the way to Wikapedia or a dictionary any longer. You can type most any semblance of a word into Google and one of the choices is inevitably “how to spell...”. See, Dan, and Ande, I don’t think ill of all things programming related. 😊 So there you have it, my adventures in misspelling and my misadventures in booze. What shall I have today, at a decent hour, after the work is done...
