Edited January 2, 200817 yr by Ryan Chandler
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A-ha! I found this thread and wanted to share with you some of my fabulous martini recipes. The Beverage Director of my workplace and I concocted some savory cocktails for the Fall Season, and since I'm new to the board, I would like to contribute if that's okay. Enjoy!

Autumn Spice:

• 1 oz Absolut Vanilla
• 2 oz Voyant Chai Cream

Garnish: Pumpkin Pie Spice

Glassware: Martini Glass

Blood Red Orange:

• 1 1/2 oz Kettle One Citroen
• 1/2 oz Cointreau
• 1/2 oz Sweet and Sour
• 1/2 oz Pomegranate Juice

Garnish: Orange Twist

Glassware: Martini Glass

Caramel Apple:

• 1 oz Vincent Van Gough Wild Appel
• 1/2 oz Apple Pucker
• 1/2 oz Buttershots Schnapps
• 1 oz Sweet and Sour

Garnish: Apple Wedge & Caramel Square

Glassware: Martini Glass

Apple Spice Martini:

• 1 oz Captain Morgan Spiced Rum
• 1/2 oz Apple Pucker
• 1/2 oz Goldslagger
• 1/2 oz Sweet and Sour
• 1/2 oz Apple Juice

Garnish: Cinnamon Sugar Rim

Glassware: Martini Glass

Cherry Lemonade:

• 1 oz Ketel One Vodka
• 1/2 Cherry Pucker
• 1 oz Sweet and Sour
• 1 oz Sprite
• 1 Lemon Squeeze (Leave in the glass)
• 1/2 Simple Syrup

Garnish: Cherry

Glassware: Collins Glass

Let me be the first to welcome you to SON Noel! You'll love it here. I can see by your love of drinks, you'll fit in just fine.

Tishy....your shoes sound cute. Btw, we need to talk girl, es mucho drama! Oy! I'll be free after 7.

Shawn, I need you to pray for me...I'm about to smack someone.

Let me be the first to welcome you to SON Noel! You'll love it here. I can see by your love of drinks, you'll fit in just fine.

Tishy....your shoes sound cute. Btw, we need to talk girl, es mucho drama! Oy! I'll be free after 7.

Shawn, I need you to pray for me...I'm about to smack someone.

Hell, I don't pray. I get on my knees for other things.

Who do you want to smack and why, and more importantly, want me to hold their arms while you open a can of whoop ass?

Hell, I don't pray. I get on my knees for other things.

Who do you want to smack and why, and more importantly, want me to hold their arms while you open a can of whoop ass?

An ignorant asshat bitch named Bruce. He's a royal pain in my ass, questioning my authority. See....Bruce was on vacation when I got my promotion last week. So today during our meeting, I was laying out the tasks and project leaders for next week and this so and so stands up and goes "Just who in the hell do you think you are telling anyone what to do? Last time I checked you weren't in charge."

I was like, actually I am. As the new Senior Office Administrator, it is my job to do stuff like this. He made such a big deal and was just being a big douche. Now he's been making snide comments all day, about to get bitch slapped.

Let me be the first to welcome you to SON Noel! You'll love it here. I can see by your love of drinks, you'll fit in just fine.

Shawn, I need you to pray for me...I'm about to smack someone.

Thank you for the warm welcome. And smacking someone hard across the face not once, but twice can be a very healthy thing! I should know because I did it on my birthday when this guy was starting to really piss me off. It's very theraputic and I highly suggest it!

Hell, I don't pray. I get on my knees for other things.

Oh I think you and I are going to get along just fine!

Thank you for the warm welcome. And smacking someone hard across the face not once, but twice can be a very healthy thing! I should know because I did it on my birthday when this guy was starting to really piss me off. It's very theraputic and I highly suggest it!

Oh I think you and I are going to get along just fine!

Oh yes. I'm a naughty little devil.

Amanda...ugh, I don't need vagina in my banner.

Not to gross anyone out, but damn, the guy in the office next to mine keeps farting. LOUDLY. I can hear him through the walls.

I'm tempted to take a cork and shove it up his ass.

Those two quotes made me ......

Not to gross anyone out, but damn, the guy in the office next to mine keeps farting. LOUDLY. I can hear him through the walls.

I'm tempted to take a cork and shove it up his ass.

Maybe that's the part where you buy him a bottle of Beano and put it on his desk while he's not there. But hey, it's better than the silent but deadly ones, right?

Maybe that's the part where you buy him a bottle of Beano and put it on his desk while he's not there. But hey, it's better than the silent but deadly ones, right?

Oh god. *gags* Just the thought brings tears to my eyes.

Pranksters suck. sometimes there are 2 victims to a prank: the intended one, and the unintended one.

I wasn't the reason for the prank, but I was an unwitting part of it.

But I didn't let it ruin my day

Let me be the first to welcome you to SON Noel! You'll love it here. I can see by your love of drinks, you'll fit in just fine.

Tishy....your shoes sound cute. Btw, we need to talk girl, es mucho drama! Oy! I'll be free after 7.

Do I need to worry? Because I will worry. Call me

I am SO pissed right now.

ugh. this was a crappy way to start a birthday weekend.

best friend since... my entire life. going to jail.

that just [!@#$%^&*] great isnt it?

Edited October 12, 200718 yr by JackPeyton

TGIF. Seriously. Cannot wait to see my friends this weekend for two days of relaxation and fun.

I'm sorry about your friend Jack. That really sucks. How long does he have to go for?

only three months.

and its for the best. because he is over his current "friends" and what they do. and he says he wants to change his life around. something he always knew he could do, but didnt want to. he always also knew he could ask for help, but didnt. because everyone knows im that friend that will help you once. and you better change from there because im not gonna waste my time. but he did ask me for help when he gets out so im taking that as a good sighn.

its funny... my best friends now are those people iw as best friends with at 4. we stopped talking at 12 tho... middle school. it tore us apart. and high school drove us further apart.

then in the past year we ahve all just kinda come back together. actually a few weekends ago there were about 6 of us in my backyard drinking and hanging out. my mom took a picture and hung it next to a picture she had of the 6 of us about 14 years ago playing in the front yard.

life... its a crazy thing.