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"I will sometimes eat ice cream outdoors in the winter
Who'd a thunk it? Russians with the same habits as New Englanders! "
Wow (the exclamation, not to be confused with wow).. what a small world it truly is. why, we do the same in southern California! AAMOF, just the other day i brought a package of ice cream bars to the beach with me and enjoyed it whilst i worked on my tan. [hiding from snowbound AWADers emoticon]
bridget=)
Ipsa scientia potestas est ~Bacon
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Bridget offered I'd like to invite Faldage and wow (and maybe CapK, as long as he promises to bring real whisky) to a party. I figure by the time you all get here with your duty free there should be enough to keep us going for a while...
Well, I will be in Sydney next month, I'm told ... but the friends I'll be staying with would be very disappointed if I didn't show up with a full bottle of Glenfiddich. Still, I'll bear it in mind.
Were you, by any chance, referring to Wilson's Whisky when you emphasised real? If so, you're too late - they've closed the distillery down. Which is a shame, because I was beginning to think they were getting it right after the second glass instead of the third.
Ice in scotch - echhhh! [Total Disgust Emoticon].
The idiot also known as Capfka ...
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CapK, you're invited! Although I know not about Wilson's whisky.
Nick Faldage, you can still come as long as you promise not to put water in my Scotch...
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ice cream outdoors
Europeans have occasionally noted the habit of many Americans of drinking hot coffee along with, or right after, ice cream. We did that in my family, except for my grandmother, who thought it caused cancer of the stomach.
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It's just as well that I didn't discover this thread earlier - I would have spent far more time than I have on posting to it. As it is, I will just share with you some of my favourite drinks - all tied to particular occasions. At the end of a hard day's walking in the Cotswolds (UK) finding a pub that not only did B&B, but also sold Hook Norton Ales. I resisted the "Old Hooky", which is very strong, and spent the evening on their Best Bitter. Sheer Heaven! seraphic  icon A punt on the Cherwell at Oxford, drinking a very pleasant white Portuguese wine (Allianca, I think it was) that had been trailing behind the boat for the last hour in a string bag - on the opposite side to where we rather inexpert punters were operating, of course! Three bottles, six people. Beautiful day, shade of the trees, ripple of the water, birds in trees softly chirruping, pleasant, relaxed conversation as we put the world to rights and ushered in the New Age of Reason and Equality. Ahhhhhh! Sitting on the beach at my friends croft at Loch Carron, with distant views of the Cuillin Hills on Skye, on a blazing hot day, drinking water by the pint. The water came four hundred yards in a pipe down the mountain side, from their own stream. It was a pale amber colour (Helen's right - if I'd said brown, y'all would have said "Euchhhh!") and tasted faintly peaty. It is, actually, the sort of water that really does complement Scotch! But we had the water straight, that day. A very pleasant evening in "The Globe and Rainbow", Lamberhurst, Kent, with a group of my walking companions one winter about forty years ago. Lamberhurst is in the apple producing area of Kent, and this pub made it's own cider. The best of the brew was mixed with a secret quantity of Plum Wine, also made from the fruit of their own orchards. The mixture was then put into brandy barrels and matured for a year. When poured, it was a rich dark purplish-brown; when imbibed, slowly and reverently, it flowed across your palate and down your throat like a carpet made of rich satin. They would only serve it in half-pint glasses - it was expensive, in one way, but a very cheap way of spending the evening, as you only needed three glasses of this glorious brew to feel extremely mellow. The crunch came when you got up to go outside to the loo (which was the other side of the yard!) A long and perilous journey, was that!
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ushered in the New Age of Reason and EqualityDamn, Rhuby, did I blink? Lovely images.
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the New Age of Reason and Equality
Damn, Rhuby, did I blink?No chance to blink - it was all done with our eyes shut! 
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Continuing on in the Apple Department - Calvados (home made!) is divine. Hard cider, or "cidre," goes well with a French tart made of a stinky cheese called Maroilles.
Laphroig (sp?) - nectar, I love the peatyness.
The brew-pub in town had a fruity, smooth Belgian Triple on in the last few weeks. I got the last one (for the time being) last evening. Delightful.
Maine Blueberry Ale - Lampoc's comes to mind. Pricey but worth every penny.
Coffe - Sumatran Mandheling (sp?) Wow!
Yes, the sirah, or syrah is a lovely wine. Unfortunately the wine I love best is way out of my price range - Pomerol.
Also commendable - good Armagnac.
Finally, on a really hot scorcher of a day, after a game of soccer or weed-battling, a dollop of yogurt vigorously shaken with cold water, ice, salt and a bit of fresh mint. Known as "doogh" (phonetic Farsi). Sounds awful - very refreshing.
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