I’m still not feeling real well – I keep feeling like I’m on the verge of something really nasty, but it’s not developing into anything (yet) – and Beloved had to drive to see a client over in Pennsylvania today, so I’m staying home to work (not working isn’t an option, no). However, Beloved has come up with a warm libation that, if it doesn’t make me feel better, makes me not care that I don’t feel well.
But first, Anne over at 20th Century Woman asked on yesterday’s post if I ever made it to the volcano. No, I’m sorry to say I didn’t – but it gives me something to look forward to the next time I’m on the Big Island. Our other big adventure on that particular island was deep sea fishing, which was something of a bust, although Beloved has a great story about catching a marlin on a previous trip with his first wife – I’ll have to have him guest post it sometime. Although I do have another story from that same trip (this one taking place on Kauai) that I’ll post tomorrow, the rest of our trip on the Big Island,other than the deep sea fishing, was spent either lounging on the beach at the Mauna Kea, laughing at the people silly enough to stay at one of the “big” resorts (the Hilton, in particular – good gawd, that place was huge and ostentatious), snorkeling, gorging ourselves at Roy Yamaguchi‘s restaurant or just sightseeing.
Anyhoo, as I said in an earlier post, I’ve cut down a great deal on my alcohol and caffeine consumption, but I was feeling so cruddy last night that Beloved invented the perfect Hot Toddy on the spot…after some brief research on the internet. There doesn’t seem to be one accepted recipe – you can pretty much use whatever strikes your fancy – but according to Wikipedia, hot toddies are believed to have originated in the 18th century to make the taste of scotch more palatable for women. Never a problem for me – I loves me some good, single malt scotch – but this is a good way to make an inferior or blended scotch go down a little easier, and it’s darn tasty on a cold night when you’re feeling like, well, crud.
I imagine if you just cant stand scotch under any circumstance (you poor, poor thing), you could use vodka instead. You can, of course, decrease the amount of alcohol but I can’t imagine why you’d want to. *hic*
1 cup hot tea with lemon (Lemon Zinger by Celestial Seasonings is good)
1 teaspoon honey (optional)
1/3 shot Disaronno or other amaretto
2/3 shot Cointreau or other orange liqueur
1 shot scotch
Stir it all together in a large mug and sip while you’re curled up on the sofa with a hand-made afghan and the dog, and your Beloved builds a fire in the fireplace.