Tastes Like Food

Last weekend, Marsh Mallow and I were on the beach in Florida. Neither of us live there and it’s barely summer where we come from, so our skin is a little pale. To protect ourselves from the peak cancer-inducing sun rays, we hung out at the pool-side bar with direct view of the ocean and drank frozen daiquiris from noon to two. In the foreground we have mine: frozen strawberry daiquiri with vodka. In the background is a frozen pina colada topped with whipped cream.

Anyway, I could have used a frozen daiquiri today. And relaxing on the beach wouldn’t be too bad either.