Bold Fortune

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Month: January, 2013

Curiouser and curiouser

by mollykl

I received the most perplexing compliment last week. In the break room I looked at my friend R and asked, as he looked back at me, “What are you thinking?” (A question a woman should NEVER ask a man, even one she isn’t sleeping with).

He paused for a moment and then said, “I want to say something, but I’m afraid you’ll hit me.”

It should be noted that I have a wicked right hook.

I told him to go ahead and he said, with a deep breath, “I like that you have your own style that you’re ok with that.”

I thought he was alluding to the fact that I had shown up to work un-showered and wearing the previous day’s makeup. I yelled, “Hey look! I had a bad night and I couldn’t take a shower! At least I’m still wearing yesterday’s makeup and put on perfume!” (Because, you know, Chanel makes everything better)

He put his hands up to defend himself and said, “No, it’s about your post on Facebook about the 20 coolest bookstores. You have your own style and you don’t care if it’s not cool.”

Chastened I mumbled thanks.

Later I wondered….what do you mean “it’s not cool”? Wait…I’m not cool? Sure I have the self-esteem of a turtle, but that’s just an outward expression. Internally I think I’m one of the coolest people I know. I mean, really people, I have CALLING CARDS for fuck’s sake. I READ. Sure, I’m not the snazziest dresser, but I’ve been doing much better lately – did you see me at M & J’s wedding?  I looked frickin’ amazing!

I mean, I know I’m not cool by most of my co-worker’s standards, but most of my co-workers have an average age of 23, so oh well. I can hold my liquor, I have a bar where I’m a regular and the bartender knows I like Herradura Silver neat, I can read a French cookbook like no one’s business, I know the tactile difference between thermography printing and engraving, and I know the significance of a ball at Netherfield.

That’s not cool?

Drinking and reading…reading and drinking

by mollykl

Any idea worth its salt is worth stealing.

Well, now that that’s out of the way. Heroes and Heartbreakers did a post on pairing drinks with novels or with particular authors, much in the way wine is paired with food. Larissa Ione asked what would pair nicely with her books and that got me thinking, not just about her books, but about everything else on my shelves….and in my liquor cabinet. So here are a few ideas:

Tasha Alexander – Well, Port obviously.

Deanna Raybourn – Something with Absinthe, in honor of Brisbane. I’d actually go with a Sazerac, since we know Julia’s fond of Whiskey.

Jane Austen – I’m going to go with a nice French white wine, nothing sweet. Dry and sharp, much like Elizabeth’s wit.

Larissa Ione – Grey Goose Cherry Noir on the rocks. I loathe flavored vodkas, but I love this, and it seems a perfect match to her characters.

J.R. Ward – Sure you could be obvious and go with Grey Goose or Lagavulin, but I say be more obscure and go with Jack Daniels (John’s favorite) or Herradura (Qhuinn’s favorite).

Kerry Greenwood – A Sidecar would be perfect and make you feel almost as elegant as Phrynne. Even if you are slouched on the couch in jeans and Vans.

Suzanne Arruda – A Gin and Tonic of course. Get really good tonic water, though. I like the Fever Tree.

Arturo Perez-Reverte – Marques de Caceres Rioja, and possibly a cigarette. I don’t know what it is about his books that makes me think I should be drinking red wine and smoking.

Antony Beevor – Ketel One on the rocks. Many, many of them. Believe me, you’ll need the numbing effect.

Elizabeth Peters – Well Amelia usually drinks whiskey, if I remember correctly. I don’t remember what Ramses’ drink of choice was, but I’m going to have to go with a good American Bourbon. Maybe Baker’s.

Stephanie Tyler – I’m not entirely sure why, but I think of Manhattans (but not served in martini glasses – highballs instead). Probably because when I do make Manhattans I make them reeaaalllyy strong.

Gail Carriger – Laphroaig, hands down. Something peaty and smoky and burn-like-hell. Clearly I’m a Conall fan and not an Akeldama fan.

Ernest Hemingway – Cuba Libre.

Patrick O’Brian – Nothing French, that’s for sure. Perhaps a nice Irish Whiskey in honor of Stephen. (Husband J says, “Port. Something vintage. Good stuff.”)

Zoe Archer – French 75. Gin and champagne. Can’t you just see Bennet and Catallus in a bar in Paris getting shit-faced drunk on those?

Meljean Brook – An Old-Fashioned. The sugar cube would be a bit of bravado.

Lilith Saintcrow – The Ophelia – Gin, Rosemary simple syrup and lemon. Crisp and unusual but not precious. Perfect for reading steampunk.

Ian Fleming – No, not a vodka martini, shaken not stirred. A Vesper. Harder to make correctly and a hell of a bite.

Shakespeare on parenting, part 2

by mollykl

“How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
To have a thankless child!”

King Lear Act 1, scene 4, 281-289

This quote is an example of what NOT to be as a parent. Lear was an asshole. He thinks his kids “owe” him. If you’re a parent who thinks this sentence has any validity you should probably seek counselling. Better yet, remember it when you wonder why your kid has a sense of entitlement, because guess where he/she got it from? That’s right: you.

Yes children should be thankful – they should be thankful to be alive, to be have food and shelter and love. But they shouldn’t be thankful to you. It’s your job. You decided to have kids, so man the fuck up and be a parent. If you thought it was going to come with a gold medal you must have read a different owners manual.

Shakespeare on parenting, well, sort of

by mollykl

“If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not be winked at, how shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chewed, swallowed, and digested,
Appear before us?”

King Henry, in Henry V, act 2, sc. 2, l. 54-7.

Or, basically, pick your battles.