Yes you, Mott's Clamato Caesar. You're not just a cocktail, old friend. You truly are a work of art.
My friend Phil makes the best caesars in the world. He has a gift. Happy memories -- often I would go to work hungover as shit and Philly would pour me a tall, extra spicy glass of deliciousness. Virgin, of course (winking emoticon, smiley face with a tongue, another winking emoticon). Those were the days.
There are few things I wouldn't do to drink a caesar right now-- illegal, immoral, whatever.
So please, the next time you enjoy this fantastic Canadian beverage, pour a sip on the floor for your hurting bredren (bredrenette?) in Doha. One for you, and one for your homie.
Loud sigh. Single tear.
Bethenny Frankel is still at the beach
4 months ago