Skip to main content

Cheers

Quinquargenarian. Not a word that easily rolls off the tongue. It's appropriate, though, for the way most people feel when they crest the hill to their 50th birthday.  I met a retired gentleman this weekend who was amazed that I had a child in college. His eyes showed the double-take going on in his mind. My eyes smiled back, and I secretly thanked the hostess for having a home with dark lighting.

And so I begin an adventure in blogging. I'm breaking all the rules and don't really have a clear path ahead of me, a clear voice, or a clear audience. In a flippant manner, I dared a friend last August to share fifty drinks with me between her 50th birthday and mine -- a feat that would be a little challenging given the 4 months  between the two dates. We laughed and moved on. Then six lovely friends, upon hearing this tale, suggested I give myself the year to delve in, and celebrate, my fiftieth year. Find fifty really great drinks that expand beyond the wine and beer we so often fall back on. Throw in some tasty nibbly-bits. And write about life. They knew, as I knew, that I'd probably really enjoy this little gig. So to Meg, Kelly, Louisa, Janet, Kristi,  Carol ( and Barbara and Janet who are much too far away and Katya who I see far too seldom), I say "Salut!" And I raise my glass to Donna, in celebration of what would have been her 50th birthday.

I share with you my recipe for a Pear/Cranberry Bellini. Well, not really my recipe -- credit goes to Martha Stewart.


Pear and Cranberry Bellini
1 cup pear nectar
1 cup cranberry juice cocktail
1 bottle Prosecco

In a small pitcher, combine pear nectar and cranberry juice cocktail. Pour 1/4 cup juice mixture into each of eight champagne glasses. Dividing evently, top with Prosecco. Cheers.


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Cheaper by the Dozen

Beautiful, aren't they? There's something about farm fresh eggs that almost makes me want to quit my day job and become a lady farmer. Almost. For now I will settle for my son's occasional post as head keeper of a friend's menagerie, which happens to include ten chickens. Fortunately for me, these chickens are prolific producers, so when our friends go on vacation, we are the happy recipients of many  beautiful eggs. At first we revel in the most scrumptious omelets and scrambled concoctions. By day four or five, however, I admit to often having egg overload. Not this time. As soon as these eggs started appearing, I began thinking about Ramos Gin Fizzes because when made the old fashioned way, they contain an egg white. If you're like me, this news would normally bring a halt to my experimentation. But my new stock of farm fresh eggs gave me reason to carry on because they came from chickens that I have watched cluck and roost, and that makes all the differen...

State of Mind, State of Body

Many years ago I competed in triathlons, and one race always sticks out in my mind. Actually, it's one moment from one race. I was on the bike leg, which for me was always my strongest. As I was riding along and happily gaining ground on all the folks who were stronger swimmers, another woman came up alongside and said, "Hey, nice bike." We chatted for half a minute about the finer points of Cannondale bikes, and then she sped off. When I looked down at her calf muscle and saw the permanent pen markings that indicated her age, I read five zero, fifteen years my senior! Humbled? Yes. Impressed? Very much so. I have long been drawn to older, fit folks. If you've been a longtime reader of my blog, you might remember when I wrote about George Garside and the Auckland Cycle Touring Association . This was a group of incredibly fit 60, 70, and 80 year old men I was privileged to ride with once, and the experience definitely left its mark. These men took their fitness serio...

Getting To the Root of the Matter

Curcuma longa is the botanical name for a plant whose rhizome harnesses incredible healing power. We know it as turmeric, the bright orange spice that is produced from the plant's root, and it has been used for over 4,500 years as an important part of Ayurveda, one of the world's oldest forms of medicine. Like snow to the native people of Alaska, turmeric has over a hundred different terms in the Ayurvedic world. Jayanti , one victorious over diseases, relates to the lengthy list of health maladies this powerful spice has been used to fight: inflammation, cholesterol, heart disease, rheumatoid arthritis, digestion, gallstones, cuts and burns, colds and sore throats, and (my favorite) leech bites. Matrimanika , beautiful as moonlight, is another name for the versatile spice and refers to its historical use in Indian wedding ceremonies where the bride and groom rub a paste with turmeric all over their bodies, providing them each with a special glow and promise of matrimonial pr...