The White Ex-Pat

Since the natural inclination of any rational person is to engage in a tad bit of escapism when confronted by a truly terrible situation (And lest I fail to be perfectly clear, I checked with my therapist, a minor fugue state is an appropriate response to the Trump administration.) - I've invented a new drink.

I call it the White Ex-Pat.

Ingredients:

3 oz. fresh white organic 2% milk from a local dairy.
1 oz. authentic Canadian maple syrup. (from Costco if you are just dreaming of being an ex-pat).
UP TO 3 oz. of AMERICAN (dammit!) craft vodka.  I suggest Titos.

Shake vigorusly over ice and serve up in a crystal martini glass to reinforce your liberal elitism.

Guaranteed to make you dream of living in a rational country with an attractive popular leader and fulfills my arbitrary rules about not combining caffeine and alcohol.   Dedicated to Larry Gifford.


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