Blowing Raspberries at the Week

Let it not be said I'm not persistent. Or bad at written English. Despite not having a party for which to prepare, I'm still inventing cocktails. 

We were a bottle of bolly down and then I was asked 'what shall we drink next?'. So I peered at the jewel like bottle of raspberry liqueur and thought 'vodka'. 

I took a couple measures of ice cold vodka, added fresh lime juice, a scoop of raspberry jam and shook over ice. I added the chambord and a slice of lime. 

I'm calling this a Pippy No Stockings because all the raspberry pips are caught in the shaker. And I'm not wearing any.

Tuesday is clearly the new Friday. See you next week!