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David Abel coming up to the salon from
the galley with his first cup of coffee. (Dec. 25, 1978) |
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Me opening Rip's Christmas gift, a new sailor's hat. |
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Brad appreciating his gifts from the crew, new flags and
ensigns for the boat. Egg Nog didn't seem appropriately tropical enough for a Christmas Eve in
the Keys, so I dug out my Mr. Boston Bartender's Guide and concocted
blenders-full of
Havana Cocktails for the evening's festivities. ("The Joy of
Cooking" and the "Mr. Boston Deluxe Official Bartender's Guide" are all
an aspiring gourmet chef needs to excel!) |
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David, stoically dealing with the effects of last night's
abundance of grog. It be but providence that Ye King's Navy deemed to not
descend upon this motley crew of pirates come this morn! |
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More fun in the sun: My cure for Havana Cocktail over-indulgence.
The new hat from Rip came in handy! (Dec.
25, 1978) |
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At least Rip showed some sympathy for my
self-imposed condition -- but maybe he got into those cocktails too last
night? "Merry Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight"!
(See my artistic portrait
of "Rip the Boat Dog.") |
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