Posted on April 5th, 2008 by Neal.
Categories: Food & Wine.
As an ex-bartender wandering the myriad waterholes across the globe looking for decent drink, I take particular offense at what passes for a decent mojito these days. In fact, I’m willing to bet that unless you’ve been to Son Cubano in NYC (the place I used to sling the booze), many of you have never had a truly good mojito. So, here’s my recipe. As the weather warms up and you’re in the mood for a great drink, try my signature mojito. Make it yourself, enjoy it with others…
For starters, you’ll need a pint glass and a tumbler. (For those of you that use a shaker, that’s fine too.)
Now, strain it into 2 martini glasses. Why not leave the chunks in like every restaurant does and serve in a rocks glass? A few reasons. First, it’s impossible to dissolve all the sugar and you don’t want the syrupy mess in the bottom of your glass making the drink heavy, it should be light. Second, as crushed limes sit in water or alcohol, the white part begins to leech into the drink. The white part, unlike the green outside and juicy pulp, is really bitter. So if it takes you more than 10 minutes to finish your drink, leaving the limes in will make it bitter. And finally, you don’t want any ice to melt into your drink. Garnish with a sprig of mint, and stalk of sugar cane. Or for a little more kick, some slices of fresh ginger. Enjoy.
Posted on April 9th, 2007 by Neal.
Categories: Philosophy & Spirituality, Food & Wine, Arts & Literature.
I’m a fairly happy person, who still enjoys tales of inspiration from time to time. But enough is enough people, all this Chicken Soup for the Soul bullshit has got to stop. Here’s a short sampling of what is currently available for you in your local bookstore
I kid you not, there are over 50 titles in this series. Are we all really this messed up? Can there really be a market out there for 3 separate books, Chicken Soup for Cat lovers, Chicken Soup for dog lovers, and Chicken Soup for cat and dog lovers? Do any of us really care how these psychos feel anyway? And are prisons across America really full of weeping pedophiles reading Chicken soup for the Prisoner’s soul? Or are they reading Chicken Soup for the Kid’s Soul as a strategy guide. And should fat people really be spending their time reading Chicken Soup for the Dieter’s Soul. If they’re not on the treadmill while they’re reading it, I think not. And what on God’s earth are people doing reading Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul, shouldn’t they be out crusading – there’s much work to be done. And let me tell you, if some jackass is wasting his time reading Chicken Soup for the Entrepreneur’s Soul, he doesn’t have the stuff (I vaguely recall something about an ice cream glove.)Perhaps Chicken Soup for the Unsinkable Soul would have been useful on the Titanic as a flotation device, but it has no place on my bookshelf.
The fact of the matter is that happiness doesn’t come from reading books. It comes from years and years of serious alcohol abuse. So if you’re in need of liquid food, forget your daily dose of Chicken Soup and focus more on shots like Oatmeal cookies (Goldschlager and Bailey’s), Peanut butter and Jelly (Chambord and Frangelico), Carrot Cake (Bailey’s Irish Cream, Butterscotch Schnapps, and Goldschlager), or a toffee apple (apricot brandy, butterscotch liqueur, and Apple Sourz). And if the nourishment you seek is more spiritual than physical, there isn’t a problem I’ve seen yet that hasn’t been solved by the Three Wise Men (equal parts Jack Daniels, Johnny Walker, and Jose Cuervo). Let’s face it – Chicken soup is for pussies
Posted on February 12th, 2007 by Neal.
Categories: Philosophy & Spirituality, Arts & Literature.
Greatness is given to those who wait for their true calling to reveal itself; and more importantly those who accept that which is revealed to them. The following is an excerpt from a book about a man who embraced his destiny in all its debauchery, a man who millions have tried to emulate, but failed:
“Fact is, children are bombarded with all kinds of influences, and it’s nearly impossible to tell which ones had which effect… I think what’s actually going on is that childhood is like an allergy test for talent. If you’ve ever been tested for allergies, you know the doctor rubs your skin with hundreds of different substances until one of them raises a welt. In the same way, a kid comes across hundreds of opportunities to uncover some latent talent until one of them hits, and then his course in life starts to take on some direction. Sometimes it’s obvious, like when a seventh grader is six feet tall and can dribble a basketball blindfolded with either hand…Sometimes it’s not so obvious, as in my case. I could climb trees like a monkey and take apart all kinds of machines and put them back together; there was little that frightened me and I could keep my mouth shut while listening. But so what? How did those things add up to a career?”
Let me pause here briefly since I would like to reiterate that many of us have felt this way. We know, somewhat, our strengths—but we struggle to find a purpose for them. Bill Mason continues,
“It wasn’t until I went out and tried to steal something that I realized what my odd collection of skills might be good for.”
- Confessions of a Master Jewel Thief
Let me now reveal that Bill Mason is a real person, and is still the most successful cat burglar & jewelry thief in the world. Perhaps I secretly envy his career choice, but I openly applaud his decision to take the abilities and skills endowed to him by nature and apply them to his passion. It takes a certain kind of greatness to first uncover and then develop whatever strange skills we might possess - even if that lands us in the circus. Especially if it lands us in the circus.
Next week in the greatness series: The importance of chewing with your mouth closed: lessons from Genghis Khan
Posted on February 5th, 2007 by Neal.
Categories: Philosophy & Spirituality.
I recently saw About a Boy again, in which a precocious 12 year old ponders the idea that 2 people together just aren’t enough. Let’s examine this. In recent history, pairs have been replaced by groups. In the world of entertainment, Laverne and Shirley, Laurel and Hardy, and Amos and Andy got replaced by Friends (6), the Seinfeld gang (4) and the Blue Man Group (3). Whereas our presidential elections used to be about the President and Vice President, GW was elected because of his team. And when was the last time any of us saw an adult film with only a happy couple in it? I’m not saying that the era of the pair is over, teams of two will always be important for relationships. But as we reconsider what it means to really have a complete life, we need more people in it - many more people.
The issue as I see it is inherently a biological one. Life on earth existed for billions of years (that right, billions) as only single celled organisms. All the diversity we have on earth today is a very recent phenomenon caused by a simple principle – cells learned to work together. Cells that worked in pairs (such as the amoeba engulfing a photosynthetic bacterium in a symbiotic relationship) got dominated by cells that grouped together in hundreds, thousands, and millions. By working together, and more importantly, evolving together, they were better able to deal with the harsh and changing environment (more…)
