Sitting here getting ready to work, watching videos I shouldn’t be~ (the leaked 17 minute 9/11 video shot from a helecopter that shows footage of the towers complete with real-time videographer reactions), I decided to cheer myself up with some Cocomama Lime with a touch or so of lemon honey in my World’s Best Mom mug.
Smells limey and coconutty enough! More like a summer drink than a spring drink. Something you’d ask for in broken spanish at a swim-up bar in the Mayan Riveria. It feels like I should be tossing some long island iced tea mix in there. Maybe a little cheer-up paper umbrella or a slice of lime on a little plastic sword. It certainly wouldn’t hurt!
Even though I’m trying to chase away a chill that started this morning, it’s almost disappointing that this tea is hot. Don’t get me wrong, it’s DELICIOUS hot, but I want it to be in a sweaty tumbler and hear the tinkle of ice clinking against glass and ice. I will certainly try this iced later on in the week when the temperature is supposed to venture into the more moderate just-below-freezing point instead of the morale-crunching -27 degrees I woke up to.
The honey brings out the body and sweetness of the coconut, but the lime is really the star of this tea. It sneaks in and runs through sprinklers in your mouth; it invites its friends over for an impromptu back-yard hot dog BBQ pool party when it is still FAR too cold to be semi-naked outdoors; it goes on slurpee runs when all of the short-order cooks are having difficulty coping with the increased levels of heat and humidity and could really use an icy treat~~.
A little bit fun, a little bit bad, a whole lot of good.
~I don’t know why I do it; am perpetually upsetting myself by seeing things I can’t un-see. It started in high school and just hasn’t gotten any better. Some kind of psychological auto-masochisma.
~~When I worked at Applebee’s and Chili’s, the most popular person/manager of the day would offer to run to 7-Eleven during a break or between split shifts and pick up slurpees for everyone once it got too hot outside to feel good about working for 12-16 hours over a deep-fryer or flat-top grill.