Probably, nearly everyone invents this cocktail in the weeks following Thanksgiving. Or intends to invent it. It’s syrup from cranberry sauce mixed with gin. It’s not that great, but maybe it’s worth a try. I made it too sweet. And the gin is too complicated for it; I should have tried vodka instead. Now, I’ve got the cranberries and gin rolling their eyes at each other, in an effete and pretentious glass. I won't try to dismiss this one as a “girl’s drink,” because I can’t imagine anyone actually liking it. It’s a total disaster of a cocktail, and I’m not sure why. I’ll call it “Warwick’s Disappointment,” after my neglected friend’s chance cameo in the background of this photo, whose job it is to lift me up by grounding me, if only I’d make even put forth even the slightest effort to work at it a bit harder, once in a while. This liquid I’ve half-invented is a desecration of a base spirit, so I guess the name fits.
Days are shrinking fast to just a few hours of perfunctory sunlight, and then the interminable night. The sour but optimistic cranberry’s lingering intentions of bringing good cheer are only viable for a few weeks, and then will abandon any lingering hope immediately after Christmas dinner's last potential hurrah. My failed pairing with the gin was a surprising catastrophe, and I’ve probably disillusioned the cranberries from trying even for the year’s last shot at redemption, at holiday festivities. Practically nobody pays them any mind outside of Thanksgiving, anyway. Such an undeserved slight, even as prejudices go.
But that's how it is with those who are brilliant and sour. To my crimson bretheren, I offer this advice: find the joy in witnessing the first public grouch after New Year’s Day, when everyone finally gives up pretentions of holiday cheer and finally yields to winter’s gloom. Listen for that that first, exasperated “Go @!!*& yourself,” generally around Martin Luther King’s birthday.
Whoosh, swings the pendulum away from late December's cockeyed optimism. It's always breath of fresh air, and it never fails to make me smile. We are not alone!