Chi-Town (Alice's take on the old classic Chicago Cocktail)
2 oz. White Brandy (Christian Brothers makes a great, if not the only, frost white brandy)
1 oz. Lemon/Lime flavored seltzer water
1 oz. Lemon/Lime flavored seltzer water
1 oz. Triple Sec
Dash of Angostura Bitters
Use a cocktail glass with a sugar rim (rub a lemon around the rim of the glass then dip it in powdered sugar). Combine ingredients (except the seltzer) in a shaker over ice. Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up, shake it. Then strain into the glass adding the seltzer simultaneously. The original recipe uses regular brandy and champagne, but mine is better, so there.
I know that I've been gone for a while, but I've been crazy busy. My sister is doing really well, and that stress has been lifted. After all of that I've decided to make some significant changes in my life. I've been thinking about goals that I've had for a while and how I need to start making things happen, rather then daydream and live in regret.
I'm actually part of a small group of fabulous women who are generally separated by one degree or less. We've created a list of 40x40. Meaning 40 goals that we would like to accomplish by the time that we turn 40 years in age. Now on my 40, I have a gang of things, but one that has been paramount is to move to Chicago. I fell in love with the city after seeing the movie Love Jones (corny, I know), but after visiting a few times I decided a few years ago that one day I would call Chi-town home.
So over the last few weeks I've been interviewing with a company in my coveted city. I've had a gang of phone interviews, one face to face interview locally and I'll be out there next week for what may be a final interview! I'm super optimistic about this job - so much so I've started apartment hunting and last night I'm convinced that I found THE perfect apartment! It's in the neighborhood that I want, in my price range and has 3 of my fave architectural features - clawfoot tub, exposed brick AND hardwood floors.
Somebody pinch me.
The interviews have been going extremely well and at this point I think that the only thing that I could do to ruin it would be to show up late, drunk and to piddle in the middle of the conference room floor. Since I stopped drinking malt liquor when I was 17, the chances of that happening are slim to none. I'm trying not to jinx myself, but I also believe in willing things to happen, so I can't wait until I get the offer from my new job, so that I can call my new landlord and tell him to hold my new apartment, cuz Mama's coming.
Now where did I put my drink?
