We went to Miami on Saturday. It was like going to New York and realizing that everybody’d gone brain-dead and gotten breast implants. It’s been years since I’ve been to Miami and I was surprised by just how much the city has grown. Huge buildings have been built expanding the skyline. Unfortunately, they’re mostly empyt condo units… lovely, considering the real estate slump down here. Weirdly enough though, if I had the cash to spend I would probably buy one… Miami is a vibrant city, even if a wee bit vapid.
Anyway, while we were down there we had dinner and at that dinner the wife and mom-in-law had Mojitos. The Mojito is the drink of 2007, all you hear down here is Mojito, Mojito. I’ve tried mixes, crushed the mint, shredded the mint and varied the amount of sugar and lime attempting to make these things palatable. All of it without success. So we go to dinner in Miami (did I mention it’s as if the city hasn’t paid its electric bill… the skyline is dark) and they order Mojitos. They come to the table and they are enormous and better yet downright TASTY. The secret… (drumroll please)… SPRITE. What the hell?! That just seems so cheap, and so ghetto… but hey, you can’t argue with tasty.
So we of course had to try to recreate this phenomenal concoction for New Years Eve. We had varying degrees of success. I think that the first one is always nice… but then after a while you get sick and tired of the sweetness of it all. I suppose I’ve just grown to appreciate the more robust flavors of scotch and beers like Samuel Adams. The women can keep their fruity libations.
So, it’s so long to 2007, and (I think for me at least…) so long to the Mojito… this years Rubik’s Cube of alcohol. The night was sedate, not much going on. We had a nice traditional mexican dinner, then just prior to midnight a nice tray of crackers and various cheese and meat garnishes. At just before midnight we flipped to Dick Clark’s warbled countdown (God bless the guy), wished each other a happy ”doo-year” with a toast of champagne and went outside to shoot off a few cheapo fireworks we never used on the 4th.
So in all, it was a nice night. No drunkeness. No hangovers. Just family and a peaceful time.
So how was yours? Oh and Happy New Year, ya bastards.
