Friday, November 21

rye grapefruit whisky sour

rye grapefruit whisky sour cocktail
rye grapefruit whisky sour cocktail
rye grapefruit whisky sour cocktail
Last week while waiting for JD to meet me at the train for our weekly visit to David's Tea (it's getting bad, they all know me there), I popped into a liquor store to pick up some whisky since we were fresh out. After much deliberation I settled on a bottle of Rough Rider rye because it is from Bating Hollow and I am a nerd. We both really like it. I would definitely recommend giving it a try if you happen across a bottle. And so we have been using it to experiment with cocktails. This week's was JD's idea. It is sour and strong but has a sweet finish. My instinct is to top it with champagne or prosecco and serve it with breakfast but that's an experiment for another day.

2 oz hot water
1 tbsp honey
1 tbsp sugar
1 oz grapefruit juice
2 oz rye whisky

In a shaker, dissolve sugar and honey in hot water. Let cool and add grapefruit juice. Add ice and whisky and shake. Strain into a glass and garnish with a lemon wedge if so desired. 
rye grapefruit whisky sour cocktail
Thank you so much for reading and have a wonderful weekend!

Wednesday, November 19

snowy days

sweater . shirt . hat . watch . socks . handbag . lipstick . earrings . pants . boots

So I may have freaked out earlier this week and decided I absolutely needed snow boots and surprise, lots of them are already sold out. I guess I'm not the only one living in fear of another super snowy winter. I spent the last one traipsing around the city in wellies and was so sick of them (not too mention a bit chilled) by the end that I needed to take a break. 

I love, love, love this pair of Sorels! They remind me of a good old fashioned snow boot. They have that vintage look, a style that could have been worn a hundred years ago. Though, any ankle boot that laces up is always going to scream Edwardian to me. Luckily, they are still available (for now) so you can most likely plan on seeing me in them should there be snow this winter. Right now, I'm day dreaming of wearing them with black skinny pants and a plaid shirt with a white sweater over, complete with cozy socks, and a fun hat. Perfect for those cold, snowy days, or just a trip to Brooklyn. 

Tuesday, November 18

the button

You see this coat? It's missing a button now. Let me tell you why. 

I don't like taking the train. Any train. Be it the LIRR or Subway, I'm not a fan. I liked the tube in London. I liked the solid and reusable oyster cards, helpful list of stops, and coherent announcements. Saturday afternoon, without the hint of a sign anywhere, the 2 was running on the 1 track, local to 42nd Street, express from there. So I pushed my way across the car, packed like sardines shouting "excuse me!" as I attempted to squeeze through the people pretending to ignore me. The bastards ripped a button right off the front of my coat in the process. I heard it pop right off, but I couldn't stop and scoop it up, or find it for that matter. I had to continue pushing my way off the train so I could transfer to the 1 and go local two more stops to my office. 

Well, that didn't happen either. I got on the clown car and without so much as an announcement it decided to go express to 72nd. I may as well have stayed on the damn 2 and kept my button! I pushed my way off the car again, this time trying to be more careful with my remaining buttons. Frustrated and upset I called JD and made my way across to West End Avenue in hopes of catching a cab. By now it was 5pm, I had spent so much time waiting and stuck I was late. No cabs in sight and twenty blocks away in the dark I started to walk down. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I expressed my frustration at the entire process. Finally I was able to catch one that someone was luckily getting out of. I did that crazy person thing that I hate, stalking the car and hopping in the moment the person exited. 

I have one spare button left. I better make this one count. 

* please feel free to laugh, I actually hope you do.

Monday, November 17

cowl neck sweater

spense knits sweater {similar} . asos pants {similar} . rag and bone boots . cuyana handbag
ray ban sunglasses . essie nail polish in 'handle with flair' {similar

Hello, Happy Monday. I hope you thoroughly enjoyed your weekend. My weekend was weird and I for one feel like it went too quickly. A good portion of it was spent reading and trying not to read Amy Poehler's "Yes Please" and having train trouble. I get weird about books I really like and stall reading them. I have been known to stretch a final chapter over a month. If this one could never end that would be ideal. I lost count of how many times I've read "Bossypants". As for the train trouble, my only comment is a resounding UGH. 

Moving on.

I have been in the market for a cozy cowl neck sweater for quite a while. Slightly oversized sweaters are probably my favorite thing to wear once the temperatures drop. We've been so spoiled with a warm and completely unseasonal fall. I'm really not feeling very prepared this season. I spent a good chunk of yesterday looking at snow boots online. And wouldn't you be surprised that the pair I settled on no longer exists? Neither am I. Lucky for me, loose fitting cowl neck sweaters have been a popular style this year so there has been no lack of options. My biggest concern has been finding one at my desired, reasonable price point. I'm not about to spend an obscene amount of money on a sweater that is going to lose it's shape after half an hour. Those slouchy elbows drive me crazy. Needless to say I was thrilled when my mom found this gem at Century 21 for $20 last week. We both got one. We also have the same black Sam Edelman boots so I made a joke that we should probably run home and put on the same outfit. She was not amused. I guess those days of mother-daughter outfits are behind us, though I'm pretty sure that never happened either. 

I wore this on Saturday in the typical New York winter style of all black with distressed pants and ankle boots. Coat and gloves not pictured. I obviously didn't walk around without those all day. It's cold here.

Friday, November 14

raspberry rye smash

The other day I met up with with Kate from Taffeta and Tulips for drinks at the Bryant Park Hotel. I was quickly drawn to a drink on their menu called the "Nile" that included whiskey, orange marmalade, and a mint liqueur topped with apple cider. I loved the idea of using marmalade in a cocktail and wanted to try it myself. I thought a smash would be a good compromise. I swapped the marmalade for raspberry jam, added a bit of orange juice, and topped with soda water. This drink had a similar feel to the blackberry bourbon lemonade from a couple of months ago but tasted a little more like a pie. I don't know what it is with me and pie flavored cocktails lately. Maybe it's the season.

1.5 oz rye whisky
1 oz raspberry jam / preserves
1.5 oz orange juice
2 oz soda water

In a large glass or shaker mix rye, jam, orange juice, and soda water with ice. Serve and enjoy!
Cheers to the weekend!
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