Loading ...Another nightmare. Got up to pee last night (not on a Mercedes, as if there’s such a thing in this neighborhood), and to have a midnight snack. Don was in the kitchen. In his underwear. So much for my appetite.
I suppose recent nudity discussions have made the point. Some people shouldn’t be nude. Ever.
Me + naked on a beach in Tahiti + tropical fruit cocktail = great vacation.
Bas + naked in a forest = we’re still waiting for those photos
but
Don + naked in the kitchen at midnight = me forgetting all about that midnight snack and searching instead for some hot knitting needles with which to put out my eyes.
But back to that tropical fruit drink, and that Don-free Tahitian beach. In honour of Tahitimas and blender, tonight’s blender recipe is the Tahitian Margarita:
- 1 cup of ice
- 1 1/2 oz tequila
- 1/2 oz Triple Sec
- 2 oz fresh strawberries
- 2 oz fresh pineapple
- dash of sour mix
- strawberry and/or pineapple for garnish
- Pour the ingredients into a blender.
- Blend until smooth.
- Pour contents into a chilled glass.
- Garnish with the strawberries and pineapple.
And speaking of all things Tahitian, does anyone remember a soda called Tahitian Treat? I used to drink it when I was a kid; it was some sort of carbonated tropical punch concoction that I remember liking quite a lot, and yet can’t imagine I’d like these days.
But you never know. It is, after all, Tahitian.
Buy me a beer!
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Tahiti, beach, sun, Tahitian Margaritas… and nothing but camera unshy nakedness all day…
:SNAP:
Ooohh… Hello real world!
Dream the dream Che…
Well, Shattered Prayerians, I am off to New Orleans again tomorrow and then on to Mississippi. I’m sure at some point my BlackBerry will keep you up on all my escapades. You will find out if I am nuding in the New Orleans airport, or just being bored in Mississippi.
It’s been a while since I’ve checked the blog from another locale, so it’s high time I did it again.
Just to mix it up some, I’m in the Newark airport! My plane to NOLA is delayed so I get to spend even more time in this airport that I know SO well. All together I think I’ve spent a year of my life waiting in this airport. I have a sublet in that crappy gate in the C terminal that is practically underground with no shops anywhere around it!
Now I’m at the NO airport! But for once I don’t have tol wait! I can leave immediately! And I think I will!
Che, don’t pluck out your eyes just because Don offends them. Just pretend he is a hideous apparition which you can just forget. He’s not real. Just a nightmare that’s sort of alive, like Freddy from Nightmare on Elm Street.
Yes, Tahitian Treat! I remember that drink. It was in fact, a treat, at least to my very young self. Funny, I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who has ever mentioned that drink. I haven’t seen it in stores for years, but you can buy it — on the internet, of course!
http://tinyurl.com/yopscu
But you’re right. Tahitian Treat probably wouldn’t taste very good to my adult mouth (!), but if you added some vodka or rum, maybe it would be more palatable?
I like your dream of Tahitian nudity augmented by delicious frozen alcoholic goodness. If only that lotto ticket would come through for us…