The Illusion of…

Well Howdy, he said walking into the bar… Fishing jacket on, sunhat and a humongous smile on his face. Geez, do you sleep here? – you were here last night too, and yesterday morning… come to think of it, you’ve been here all week…

hahahaha – “you could say that – that’s what everyone asks”

Wow, you must work long hours then – what time do you start?

“oh you know, we start at 7 in the morning, work a few hours, go home then come back again at 4.30 till the last person leaves the bar really – depending on the night”

Tell me, he said… laughing, Have you ever heard of a Wisconsin Brandy Sour?

“ummm no, I haven’t actually but I’m guessing it’s got brandy in it for starters. Is that kinda like a long island iced tea or something?”

Yeah, I’ll tell you what – if you’ve got the ingredients, I’ll tell you how to make it, the way we do back home.  Let me see, what have you got up there on the shelf…

So this was a fun week of learning new tricks.  Man these people were happy. Every night they came in – him and his wife for a couple of drinks each before dinner.

And every night they asked the same thing…

Well Howdy, he said – walking into the bar… Tell me, do you sleep here?  I’m pretty sure we saw you here last night…

hahahaha – “you must have met my illusion then – I’ve been painting all day at Rippon – you know, the vineyard down the road”

Tell me, he said… Have you been painting a Wisconsin Brandy Sour?

Or the illusion of…

Mulled Wine

Karina x

 

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