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A Liquor cajoled from Elderflowers

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What does a flower lend us other than fragrance, a few drops of nectar and its essential beauty? One evening in 2001, Rob Cooper finished his day’s work and dropped in to a bar in London. As the son of Norton J “Sky”, who inherited the American liqueur brand Charles Jacques et Cie from his father, Rob knew what he could expect from the bar to pep his tired spirits up. But this time he was in for a surprise. … Continue reading

The Zumba Problem

HOLLYWOOD, CA - JULY 18:  Giuliana Rancic takes a Zumba Toning class, one of Zumba's new programs that tones and sculpts the entire body while still maintaining the fun fitness-party vibe on July 18, 2012 at the International Dance Academy in Hollywood, California.  (Photo by Eric Charbonneau/WireImage)

God: So? Me: So? God: What happened at the pool? Why did you quit swimming? I put all that water across your way to help you with shedding weight. Me: At the the expense of what, eh? They told me that the chlorine in the pool could leach away whatever remnants of fairness left in me. Want to see that!!! The pool, I smelled it out, was a divine plot to darken me further. Moreover you never let me swim straight. … Continue reading

Drinking with Peter the Great

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Drinker? You like to tank up in parties at the expense of big shots of the country? What if we help you travel through time and then get you an invitation from none other than Peter the Great, that Russian Tsar of the 17th century? Would you accept and go for the royal bash? Well listen, you must haul RRR through sulfurous and smoldering embers of hell before forcing it stay even in the continent where Peter holds a bash for his poor pals … Continue reading

THE SILENCE OF THE MANGO TREE

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(Dedicated to all the trees that are leaving as part of National Highway widening drive) Sodden with the fragrance of ripe mangoes the evening breeze gusts in to tell the news. It is time for the tree across the alley to go. I took a deep breath. Mango breath. I don’t know what to say, or how to respond, whether to wax eloquently on it or to puff out my chest to face the certain loss like a man. If I … Continue reading