Cosmopolitans and Roasted Nuts with Rosemary
I’ve been terribly remiss in a lot of things. I have piles of paperwork stacked around me so high that the mess of papers are tumbling into the others. (Who knows what kind of catastrophe is waiting for me when I accidentally mash-up a recipe, and my French electrical bill?) There are reams of e-mails that I’ve starred so much that my Inbox looks like a planetarium. And I just got back from a trip I and returned to find my apartment a frosty 15º (59ºF) since the heat seems to have stopped working.
And since I’m on a roll here, I spent 3 hours last night trying to figure out how to put a group of pictures into a folder in the new photography program I got to help me organize my photos (which, like my office, aren’t very well-organized), which shouldn’t be that hard. Does anyone else wonder why we spend so much time wrestling with technology, when it’s supposed to make everything easier?
Another thing I’ve been remiss about is getting back to a number of recipes that went away when I changed blogging platforms back in 2006, losing them all to cyberspace. However they apparently continue to exist on search engines because I get messages at regular intervals from random folks wondering where those recipes went.
One recipe that went away, but came back to me as a flash from the past today is Cosmopolitans, which I had posted about way back in 2001. They were a signature cocktail during the Sex in the City era, but along with vodka, they have fallen out of favor as cocktail fans moved on to more sophisticated libations. However I was in the supermarket recently and saw a bottle of cranberry juice that wasn’t 8 bucks like it used to be in Paris – like it was ten years ago – but was reasonably priced. So I impulsively bought it.
I had some vodka on hand that I’ve been ignoring, like those long-lost recipes that I keep saying I’m going to get caught up on. (And paying my electrical bill, which may or may not have something to do with my heating situation.) But since all the forces seemed to be coming together for this one – fresh limes in my refrigerator, cranberry juice, a bottle of vodka, and the obvious need for a cocktail – it was clear what I needed to do.