I have attempted to start this blog post a few times now. It’s proving a bit challenging, for a few reasons I think. First: do you, dear reader, really want to hear me go on and on about one of my best friends? Maybe you will think it’s sappy, or maybe you don’t really care. And that’s ok. Who am I to judge? Second: it’s really hard to nail down all of the things you love about a person. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, what with all the BIG LIFE STUFF happening around here. My badass, fearless, stunning, hilarious people are making moves, and it kicks ass.
Two of those people got married three weeks ago. Mac & Carmelle were friends of Jonah’s when he and I started dating, and so I ended up spending a lot of time with them. After a couple years, we moved in together (there was never really a question that we would), and we ended up living together for four years. Living with friends is always dangerous, but I wasn’t extremely close with these two when we moved in. I had enjoyed some long talks with Mac, because that’s what he does, but I’ll be honest: I was nervous about living with Carmelle. The woman knows what she wants and how she wants it, and often times two headstrong people living in the same house doesn’t go well. She instituted the chore wheel – perhaps the best invention – and always let me know when I hadn’t cleaned the stove well enough. But I found out she also was down to bake a cake together or listen to some pop hits from the 2000s. She always knew all the words to every song Jonah and I performed, and I would often hear her listening to our latest cover on repeat in her room. We moved into a bigger house and added a couple roommates, we continued to grow closer, and I realized that, without knowing when it really happened, she had become one of my closest friends. It wasn’t surprising, really. She is an incredible listener, she laughs easily, and she isn’t afraid to make fun of herself (or you, for that matter). She always invites you to share her meal, her shoes, even her tequila. It was from Carmelle that I learned a lot about having staples in your fridge at all times from which you can make a full meal, and that it’s ok to just eat the cookie dough instead of baking the cookies. In addition to storing about 80% of our belongings when Jonah and I left the country last year, we lived with Mac & Carmelle for about a month and a half before we departed, and we lived with them again for a month when we returned. There was no question that we would. Instead Carmelle told us our room was ready when we were ready to come home. It is unspeakably challenging to go from seeing everyone every single day of your life to not at all, and saying farewell to them was certainly the most challenging of our goodbyes.
I will always remember the moment that Mac told us he had bought her a ring. I will always remember the face he made as he walked out the door after her on his way to propose, pulling the ring out of his pocket quickly to remind us (and himself) that he had it with him. And then it was time to plan and party, to make lists and buy dresses and take deep breaths. Before the big day, I got to throw Carmelle a Disney princess themed party. It’s a long story, so I’ll just say that she loves princesses. She has always identified with Cinderella (see above mention of cleaning), and when she asked all of the women to be in her bridal party, she assigned us each a princess accompanied by an in-depth analysis of why. So we decorated my apartment with lots of Cinderella blue, little birds, sparkly pumpkins, themed food, and of course, a cocktail.
At the core of any good party, I think, is a good cocktail. I knew the name of the cocktail would be The Glass Slipper, and I knew it needed to be blue. Turns out there are not a lot of great cocktails out there in the world with blue curaçao (that I could find anyway), so after trying a few different ones, I landed on a kind of a mashup. A bit of a Blue Hawaiian, a bit of a Blue Margarita, and a bit of “Oh shit, they don’t have plain pineapple juice at this store?” It turned out to be quite delicious and was elegantly sipped (early in the evening) and then refilled and sipped less elegantly (later in the evening) by a room of royalty.
1 1/2 oz silver tequila Assemble ingredients in cocktail shaker with ice. Shake until cold, about 30 seconds. Strain into a coupe or strain into a tumbler over ice.
The Glass Slipper
1/2 oz blue curaçao
2 oz pineapple coconut juice
juice of 1/2 lime
1 1/2 oz silver tequila
Assemble ingredients in cocktail shaker with ice. Shake until cold, about 30 seconds. Strain into a coupe or strain into a tumbler over ice.