No, this isn’t the beginning of my autobiography. It is a story about a cocktail that has no clear provenance and a recipe for a drink which has no definitive recipe. Come to think of it, perhaps that would be a good start for an autobiographical tome. If only I had that kind of ambition, the stories I could tell! But alas, my lawyer has sternly warned against such things. So we’ll stick to the […]
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