Sometimes reinventing the wheel is fun. Other times, you just want a classic cocktail. These beautiful cousins — the Negroni and the Americano — are two of my favorites, and if you stretch logic a touch, they’re a perfect fit for the 4th of July.
Not sure why, but nostalgia and a sort of mostly enjoyable, light melancholy seem to be my groove this flag-waving holiday weekend. Could just be that we’ve packed a lot of feels into a short time period, including a sleepaway camp drop-off and the meeting of an entire new family member, my first-ever niece. Could be yesterday’s eight hours of driving and the perennial fact that, even armed with excellent new podcasts and bursts of ridiculous, awkwardly old/awkwardly new pop music, time alone with my thoughts rarely trends toward simplicity.
Lucky for my brain, we’ve packed in some great experiences, too.
Saturday, friends hosted a barbecue that included not only a memorable lemon-garlic chicken that I hope to replicate here soon, but also — and this may not be where you think I’m heading — some time in their new and truly wonderful Finnish sauna. Apparently there are more saunas than cars in Finland? After a traditional three rounds of cedar-scented heat blasts alternated with plunges in cold water, I can see why you’d want a sauna more than a drive. I’ve warned our friends to look for me loitering on their lawn with expectant eyes come winter. (For locals, you can have a similar experience at the Bear and Birch Russian banya in Freehold, NJ.) (more…)