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Odds & Ends

1. Odd

This "odd" was a winner at the Farmer's Market last weekend.  I love Bloody Mary's and so the sign which read "Absolutely Without A Doubt The Best Bloody Mary Mix Ever" sucked me right in.  OK, so for $9.00 I could get a 24 oz bottle of apparently pretty good stuff. 

On the back of the bottle was a notation "Historical Notes":

Research indicates that the origin of the Bloody Mary Cocktail is uncertain.  One claim is by bartender Ferdinand "Pete" Petiot at Harry's New York Bar in Paris during the "Roaring Twenties" (only vodka and tomato juice).

In the "Thirties" comedian George Jessel claimed to have invented the cocktail to clear his head after a night of drinking (again, only vodka and tomato juice equal parts). However, also during the "Thirties" Annalida experimented with various additional ingredients in her Brooklyn kitchen with encouragement from her new husband Norcott D'Esterre.  Legend says neighborhood friends would eagerly congregate at the front steps of their brownstone home when rumor spread she was concocting a "Bloody Mary Batch"...and that everyone departed with a wide grin on their face.  Regardless of who invented the "Bloody Mary Cocktail"...we proudly carry on Annalida's spirited tradition believing that our concoction is the best available today!  Try it mixing 1 part vodka & 3-4 parts "Bloody Mary Mix" depending on desired intensity of flavor.  Finish by adding your favorite garnishes. 

Upon first tasting you will probably say to yourself or those present..."Absolutely Without A  Doubt the Best Bloody Mary Mix Ever!"  or at least be wearing a wide grin!

Keep Refrigerated 

 They fix this stuff fresh and I was told it had to be drunk within 2 weeks.  Well, I bought a bottle (Brendan was going to buy it for me and I didn't want him to spend his money) and I can say without reservation, that Annalida's is Absolutely Without A  Doubt the Best Bloody Mary Mix Ever! 


2.  End



This "end" was taken last week at the beach. As you can see this lady is exercising with nothing much more than a string and a backpack.  As always click to enlarge the pic.
Fascinating and frightening at the same time. 




And King Kong Thong makes another appearance this past weekend at Sunset Beach.  He first appeared on this blog last Tuesday and dang if he wasn't trolling the beach again this past weekend. This is what we discovered by his second walk along the beach:
  • He is a regular (yuck)
  • He has more than one thong - Red and Black (yuck)
  • He has little shame or embarrassment parading on a family beach (gross)





3.  Odd

This guy was sunning himself in the warm Spring sunshine.  It's up to the 80's here now so lizards and mostly nude women come out to soak it all in.

4.  End


Sign down here in Florida for a bait shop.  This was taken by Rayenne Harrison, my old neighbor in G-Burg, who came down for Spring Break.

4. Odd


Speaking of Master Bait & Tackle, this for some reason always cracks me up when I drive by.  Yes, inside me is a 12 year old wanting out.  "Cho Dong Ba"...cracks me up.


5. Odd


This is a lamp we saw in an antique store down here.  It may be the most hideous thing I've seen, except for my Madonna in a Clam Shell light.

6.  End (Of Our Civilization's Innocence)


Nuclear blast over New Mexico.


French nuclear detonation in the Pacific.

French hydrogen blas
It's not often we see or nuclear birth in color, but I found two non-colorized pictures of a nuclear blasts.  Instead of the usual black-and-white we see vivid colors of destruction.

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