On my tod

May. 31st, 2012 12:10 pm
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Really, all I want right now is a hot toddy - the first, indeed, in a sequence of hot toddies - and a Chalet School book. Or two.

The latter, alas, are all in England yet. The toddy is not only feasible, it's actually potential; I have bought lemons and everything. Sadly, the only whisky I have is the really good stuff, courtesy of the marquisate; it always feels a little lèse-majesté, adding things to single malt. But my throat needs the honey and my head needs the heat and every cell in my body craves the lemon, so...

I have no bitters! Of any sort! (Memo to self: it is possible to make one's own bitters. Learn that skill.)

Still. I should probably eat something first. Don't want to, but I probably should. Then I can take a glass of steaming sunshine out into the actual, y'know, sunshine. I'm English; I'm depressive; I have a cold. Whichever way you cut that, I need sun.

{EtA: s'okay, I found Jameson's. I have no qualms about drowning Jameson's in hot water and lemon and honey. And I'm frying bacon like a good boy. I can haz toddy now?]

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