It's almost warm enough for sun porch cocktails so I thought I'd repost this. She's making a gimlet. This is hilarious:
"I use Rose’s Lime Juice. It’s perfect for gimlets, so I always keep a few extra bo
ttles in reserve in case I run out, as in fact I did just a few minutes ago when I mixed the drink I’m finishing now. The backup bottles, which are down here on the bottom shelf of the liquor cabinet—don’t tell me they’re not here. Please don’t fucking tell me the Rose’s Lime Juice is not fucking here. If Larry took my last spare bottle to use in his fucking Sno-Kone machine, by Christ, I swear I’ll—oh, thank God. Here it is, back behind the Kahlúa and the walnut liqueur."
Read more here P.S. Noir writer, Raymond Chandler, no stranger to the world of alcoholic beverages, agreed that only Rose's lime juice will do: "a real gimlet is half gin and half Rose's lime juice and nothing else" (Terry Lennox in Chandler's The Long Goodbye).
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