So, picture the scene.
I come home on a mild buzz after dinner and a couple of bottles of wine. The missus arrives home with her sisters from Jakarta who it seems are staying the night en route to somewhere else - I have no idea what's going on so I stitch on the usual hello nice to see you smile and retreat to the iMac while they all sit and have a family gossip. I do speak a little Bhasa Indonesian, but not enough to keep up, so I think about a slurp.
I realise I only have gin and vodka in the cupboard, and some very nice Ch Delmain Cognac that I don't want to waste, and no mixers. Disaster. Then I see that the internet is my friend.
A Gimlet.
Gin, Lime juice, bit of sugar.
A Winner.
I come home on a mild buzz after dinner and a couple of bottles of wine. The missus arrives home with her sisters from Jakarta who it seems are staying the night en route to somewhere else - I have no idea what's going on so I stitch on the usual hello nice to see you smile and retreat to the iMac while they all sit and have a family gossip. I do speak a little Bhasa Indonesian, but not enough to keep up, so I think about a slurp.
I realise I only have gin and vodka in the cupboard, and some very nice Ch Delmain Cognac that I don't want to waste, and no mixers. Disaster. Then I see that the internet is my friend.
A Gimlet.
Gin, Lime juice, bit of sugar.
A Winner.