I love a celebration, so I tend to create excuses to celebrate. Blame my mother for making me an only child for so long. I had a shitload of imaginary friends, parties and conversations, but that’s another story. The excuse du jour is the Olympics closing ceremony.
I’m not celebrating the culmination of weeks of international excellence in sport or the victory, agony and defeat. I am celebrating the end because I am sick of it all. After gymnastics, I’m pretty much done. Ryan Lochte just isn’t my cup of Earl Grey. So I had an evening planned that centered around toasting the end of the Olympic takeover of all NBC channels and the return of actual news to my local broadcast.
Then everything changed. The Spice Girls are performing during the closing! A real, and decidedly less negative, reason to celebrate. The Spice Girls performance makes up for all the times I was forced to watch the Olympic swim girls ‘Call me, Maybe’ video and subsequently considered waterboarding myself.
Of course, every celebration requires a signature cocktail. And what better cocktail to celebrate the end of the London Olympics and my beloved Spice Girls than the Pimm’s Cup.
Of course, me being daphne, I got all fancy with it. It’s kind of a gin salad. Here’s the recipe (I got it from Bon Appétit with a few debauched tweaks of my own). Think more gin.
Try it and tell me if you liked it.