I’ve been away the last few days. It feels like about a year and a half. I’d forgotten what it felt like to be home. I caught up with the London crew the night before my flight, and then with a load of old high-school friends the day I got back (yesterday? Could it be yesterday? I feel like I’ve been home for five weeks). I’ve sort of retro-actively photoblogged it in the Flickr set. It’s this kind of thing:
The waiter brought us two of these before what we ordered, insisting that we try them. You have to pull the straw up through the drink as you sip, so that the intake is half and half (assuming constant suction).
It was good. I asked him, after my first sip, what it was. He said it was a trade secret. I took another sip.
"Is it red wine and orange juice?"