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The literature: Lauren Groff’s FATES AND FURIES
The libation: They say the Furies never touched wine, preferring instead to sustain themselves with water and honey. A glass (drink deeply) of Lancelot mead should suit their tastes just fine.
The literature: Aziz Ansari’s MODERN ROMANCE
The libation: [interior, shitty bar, late night]
*swipe left*
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[Loud sigh. Close up, phone contacts]
*scroll*
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*tap*
[sfx: touch-screen typing]
hey, u up?
[long pause, no response]
“Hey, yeah, can I get another vodka Red Bull* down here?”
[fade out on ignored text message]
*are you insane, don’t drink this, it’s gross and bad for you
The literature: Hermione Eyre’s VIPER WINE
The libation: Eyre’s fictionalized history of famed Stuart-era beauty Venetia Digby’s life has a decidedly anachronistic bent, so tonight in her honor, we’ll be drinking a modern take on Viper Wine. (But perhaps something a little less... fatal.) There’s no opium in the Rattlesnake cocktail, and though it’s not quite vegan, at least there’s no mare’s urine either. But don’t worry, we still want you to have a little fun.
Combine 1.5oz whiskey with 1 tsp of lemon juice, 1/4 tsp of absinthe (there it is), 1/2 tsp simple syrup, and 1 egg white. Shake with ice until nicely frothy, strain, and serve. Maybe it’s the absinthe talking, but you look younger and more beautiful already.
Photo © Saveur
To express her love to Judy Blume, a 1970s tween would have had to write a letter. These days, a young reader enchanted by YA books — by, say, author Rainbow Rowell — can make nail art that matches a book cover and share it on Tumblr, where the author herself might see and share it with her followers.
- Festival of Books: Tumblr a place for readers and favorite authors to connect - LA Times
I talked to the LA Times about Tumblr, which they call both “a place where bookish young women have come to feel welcome to express themselves” and “an essential online literary ecosystem.“
I am incredibly grateful to the LA Times and this article for introducing me to the Proof Reading tumblr, which matches books and cocktails (seriously, that might even be a better concept than the Piebrarian). I’m off to mix myself an Aviation and finally get around to reading Code Name Verity!
– Petra
Aaaah, we love you too!
No big deal, just getting name-checked by rachelfershleiser in the latimesbooks section! (x)
cowboykiller replied to your photoset “The literature: Elizabeth Wein’s CODE NAME VERITY The libation: For...”
And finish the book and cry and never stop crying and then read it again and cry some more.
We figured that part was implied.
The literature: Elizabeth Wein’s CODE NAME VERITY
The libation: For Elizabeth Wein’s much-lauded historical tale of female friendship, the elegant, rarified Aviation cocktail. Combine 2oz of the finest English gin, 0.5oz maraschino liquer, 0.75oz lemon juice, and 0.25oz crème de violette in a shaker. Shake for 10 seconds, and strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with Queen Charlotte violets. Pause a moment and think of Queenie, caught forever in the climb. Raise a toast to your best friend, the love of your life, and fly the plane, Maddie.
Photo © Honestly Yum
The literature: Sir Terry Pratchett’s MORT
The libation: Today’s news of the passing of Terry Pratchett has us pretty distraught here at Proof Reading headquarters, and we know we’d like to dull the pain with a thimbleful of scumble, as, we’re sure, would most of you. So we’ve set about finding a recipe for a good Roundworld approximation, and we present to you the Adam & Eve.
Add 1.5oz Drouin calvados (apple brandy), 0.5oz amontillado sherry, 0.75oz cranberry & apple shrub*, 1oz verjus, 2.2oz spiced apple cider, 2 dashes Bitter Truth Jerry Thomas bitters, and 3oz sparkling wine to a mixing glass. Stir with ice and strain into a thimble, a bit at a time. (Or, for a more portable solution, try a coupe glass.)
*For the shrub, heat 1 cup cranberry juice & 2 cups sugar and stir till dissolved, then add 1.5 cups apple cider vinegar. Let cool before adding to cocktail.
Raise a toast to Nanny Ogg, Rincewind, Tiffany Aching, The City Watch, Susan Sto-Helit, and that bastard Death, but most of all, to Sir Terry himself, who graced us with his imagination and wit for far too short a time. He didn’t die -- he just left early to avoid the rush.
Photo © Punch
The literature: Excuse me? No.
The libation: What fresh hell is this? No, seriously -- you can't possibly be serious right now. No. NO. You get the FUCK out of my bar, and you take those abominations with you. Out of my sight. Now. Edible shotglasses have NO PLACE in this establishment, let alone ones made of fucking MEAT.
Yes, I KNOW I made a bone broth cocktail, but that was different -- a bartender's gotta have principles, and this is where I draw the damn line.
Now. *pumps shotgun* Out.
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The literature: Cormac McCarthy's THE ROAD
The libation: Forget kale - the new hot trend in the post-apocalyptic foodie community? Bone broth! It's tasty, healthy, and environmentally conscious - you can make it from the radiation-free livestock you rear in your own backyard!
And now, our adventurous mixologists have come up with yet another brilliant way to use bone broth - in a cocktail! Yes, that's right - now you can have your bone broth and drink it, too, with a Corn In The Coop cocktail.
Mix together 1.5oz bourbon (from your still out back, of course), 2oz apple juice, 1oz bone broth - we used, uh, chicken here, but whatever you have should work - and two slices of ginger. Stir well with ice, and strain into a rocks glass. Garnish with orange peel, lemongrass, and a piece of that juicy, savory chicken you roasted to make that broth in the first place. We recommend sipping it on the back porch while you're on watch, rifle close at hand to ward off the mutant wolf-boars sniffing around the property.
Now, a few tips for making the best bone broth in the county: first, you'll want to--
[A haggard, gaunt man staggers in from stage right. His clothes are dirty and tattered. He cradles the stump of his left arm, which ends abruptly just below the elbow.] They call it bone broth, but it's stock! IT'S JUST STOCK! And it's not even chicken stock - BONE BROTH IS MADE OF PEO--
[Two burly, tattooed men drag him backstage. His screams are suddenly muffled.]
Hah! Er, sorry about that, folks. Orrin there had, uh, a bad run-in with a wolf-boar back in the winter and hasn't been quite the same since. Nothing to worry about! Nothing at all to worry about. Now, if you'll just step this way towards the abattoir and tasting room...
Photo © GMA
The literature: Harper Lee's TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD
The libation: With today's announcement that Harper Lee will publish a sequel to TKAM this summer, you may need a stiff drink to recover from the shock. And surely you're expecting a certain punny pairing for this one - but, like Harper Lee, we prefer to buck prediction and do the unexpected. Enter the Boo Radley cocktail, a twist on a traditional Manhattan. Scout's coming back from the big city, and she'll need a taste of home.
Mix 2oz bourbon, 3/4oz Cynar, and 1/2oz Cherry Heering, stir with ice, and strain into a coupe glass. Garnish with an orange peel.
Walk down the porch steps worn smooth from years of little feet. Smell the flowers blooming on the empty lot where Miss Maudie's house once stood. Run your fingers over the still-plugged knothole in the Radley tree. This is home, the place you know best, and yet there is always something new to be found here.
Photo © Punch
The literature: Nathaniel Philbrick's IN THE HEART OF THE SEA
The libation: As you read the true, tragic, horrifying story of the whaling expedition that inspired Moby-Dick, we'd like to remind you of the beauty of having your feet safely on dry land. And so we present to you Hvalur 2 Þorraöl Steðja, an Icelandic ale made with whale testicles that have been smoked over a sheep-shit fire.
Oh! You seem to have... spilled your beer. Out of your mouth. So sorry about that - let us get you a towel.
Ahem. As we were saying. Because that whale had some balls, and now, so do you.
Photo © Steðji
The literature: Barack Obama's THE AUDACITY OF HOPE
The libation: I mean. Come on. I'm a big girl. I can acknowledge when I've been bested.
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The literature: Margaret Atwood's THE PENELOPIAD
The libation: For the legendary author's feminist retelling of The Odyssey from Penelope's perspective, we offer you another modern take on a classic: straight out of Oregon, it's Minimus Wines' 2013 "#8: A.D. Beckham MMXVII" white wine.
It's fermented in handmade terracotta amphorae (because of course it is, because Oregon), and the grapeskin is left on during the aging process, lending the wine an arresting color and a flavor straight out of antiquity. It's not a wine you can idly sip. It demands attention and provokes conversation, much like Penelope.
Please just remember to observe custom and pour a little out for our twelve hanged maids.
Photo © Katherine Cole
In The Woods by Tana French
For more psychological thrills that’ll leave you wondering about the reliability of your own memory, try these:
Visitation Street by Ivy Pochoda for a ghost story about teenage girls, grief, and forgetting.
Broken Monsters by Lauren Beukes for a scary-as-hell tale about how the internet never forgets.
Blue Monday by Nicci French for a psychologist navigating the no-man’s-land between dreams, memory,and reality.
The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes for a Booker Prize-winning take on how we narrate our own history, truthfully or otherwise.
This post was guest edited by Emily Hughes, founder of proofreadingbooks, a blog of book and booze pairings. You can find her on Twitter.
Some rare boozeless recommendations from your sommelier!
The literature: Stephen King's THE SHINING
The libation: It's not brewed in Colorado, but you've packed a few cases of 10 Barrel Brewery's Pray For Snow Winter Ale before your drive up into the Rockies for the winter. You know you'll want it on those long lonely winter nights before your family arrives to join you. Your employers have told you they don't keep any booze stocked at the hotel, but when you asked why, they made a vague allusion to "past problems" and changed the subject, hoping you won't notice.
No matter. You're just happy to have the work. You're surprised they hadn't filled the position this late in the year, but you're thankful. A couple months away from the demands of the world, just you and the people you love - what could be better? It's basically a vacation with a paycheck.
You wonder idly if you'll get to do any cross-country skiing. The clouds are gathering. You pray for snow.
Photo © Tom Bedell
