As our late California Spring drags on (we had a very straightforward and unambiguous drenching brief rain last Monday morning here in the East Bay), big clouds continue to roll over in pullulating abundance, and the lawns and brick walks are repeatedly dampened with a chilly mist o'morn.
Today, after a pleasant mid-day respite at the county dump rummaging books and cardboard and the odd end or two, we repaired home to prepare an early Sunday supper.
Black is a definite feeling, no-nonsense and classy and conclusive. Grey, however, may signal ambiguity or coolness, aloof and non-committal.
Here is a sophisticated grey-green tinted cocktail. Demure. Pat. Overcast.
Ingredients (by proportion)
5 parts white rum
2 parts pineapple liqueur
1 part mandarin liqueur
1 part Romana Sambucca Black liqueur
1.5 parts fresh lime juice
Shaken hard and served up, with a lime twist if desired.
A sophisticated taste, cool, seductive, and dignified. Because the lady is a tramp. Imagine Frank Sinatra singing it, and it makes more sense.