New Year incidents plus Leche De Pantera

Well the dishwasher packed up and I nearly choked myself into hospital.

Moral: Don't choke! And if you do choke, forget the Heimlich Manoeuvre, drink full fat coke!

Also, buy a new dishwasher.

Thankfully these two events were not connected.

Through it all, our guests were excellent if understandably bemused. I introduced them to Leche De Pantera, Panthers Milk, beloved and exceedingly cheap 1920s cocktail of the Spanish Foreign Legion where once my Grandaddy served as an officer. It's not a difficult recipe, being a staple of wounded soldiers who would combine medical grade alcohol with condensed milk over ice, or just with water if that was all they had. In certain testosterone fueled quarters, the cocktail was garnished with a smattering of marijuana/ hashish/ gunpowder out of cartridges.


The rum one tastes like Christmas, the gin one is also impressively nice, even if we lacked a lot of the original ingredients.

And today? No, no, I am doing nothing today. Happy New Year!