Remember Night Court?

Yes, yes, Night Court of 1980s NBC television fame. Harry, Bull and the gang? Am I dating myself here?

A few weeks ago, my sister, cousins and I were playing Taboo and the word at hand was whisper. My sister, the tabooer, cleverly blurts out "George Michael sings of careless these." A perfect clue, followed by a perfect silence. Yes, silence! The tabooees stared straight ahead not even able to hazard a guess. Complete and utter silence. I couldn't believe it and, being on the opposing team, wasn't able to say a thing... But I digress, back to Night Court.

Last Friday, as part of Central Canada Exhibition (colloquially known as the Ottawa SuperEx, Harry Anderson was town for one of his signature magic shows. How could we refuse? We hustled off post-work and got in line to buy tickets for the ... not sold out show? How could this be? Judge Harry Stone was in town and Ottawa was at home sitting in their livingrooms? Granted, we had experienced a downpour of biblical proportions (welcome to Summer 2008), only an hour before, but still. I was a little bit disappointed with the turn out. The show was good - a tad on the shortish side and interspersed with other performance magicians - but hey, Harry was in fine form and I met 1980s sitcom icon (it was a rater intimate affair and meeting was entirely possible)! How cool is that?

Not my Lifetime!

At least I hope not....

Last July, I purchased 45 bottles of cachaça and imported them back to Canada. It was deemed a "lifetime" supply by most. You'll never finish them, they said. Are you crazy? others surmised. I began to doubt myself and my exaggerated purchase.

Well ... one short year later, we are down to thirty bottles. Yes, 30 bottles - meaning that we consumed fifteen bottles or 11,250 mL of cachaça over the past eleven months (the bottles arrived mid-September with my air shipment). Granted, we did not consume these fifteen bottles all by our lonesome, but that's a 33% stock consumption in less than a year.

Key events that led to stock depletion: First Annual Caipis & The Commons Caipirinha Party (Oct. 2007); First Annual Carnaval Party (Feb. 2008); First Annual Sao Joao Welcome to Summer BBQ (June 2008); and the Cousines Cottage Weekend 2008 (Aug. 2008). Lots of first annuals, but hey, it's my first year back. It was bound to happen. In-between caipirinhas were also not unheard of. In terms of limes, somewhere around 165 limes sacrificed their lives over the past year to our caipirinha efforts.

It's been good year, but you can see why I am hoping that it is not a lifetime supply!!

New Look - New Life

Okay, I am the first to admit it, I've been ignoring poor 'ol caipirissima since I got back from Brazil almost a year ago. It's not that I don't have a million little blog posts percolating in my mind, it's just that somehow they never make their way onto the blog, or remain forever half written and saved as draft. So sad. Well, NO MORE! I say. I have a new header which inspires me to breathe new life into caipirissima: musings from life ... in Ottawa?

Stay tuned!