Spiffing y'all up, one typo at a time
Hey, y’all! How’s everybody doing? I hope you’re staying, dry, cool, and storm damage-free. This is the craziest time of year here in Tornado Alley. Stay safe out there, y’all.
I know I owe y’all a fresh grammar lesson. (I have gotten really lax in my blogging lately.) I figured I also owe you some Southernisms and a beverage recipe or two so . . . that’s what you’re getting today!
You already know that in the South we use lots of colorful sayings. Many of our idioms include references to critters. I often say that I’m madder than a wet hen over a given situation. Or, after a big family meal, I might describe myself as full as a tick on a big dog’s belly. You get the idea.
I recently heard someone use a critter in not quite the right way. She said that she hated to be the:
I suppose being the BEAR of bad news would be unpleasant. As is, of course, having to be the BEARER of bad news. Nobody much likes bad news.
Speaking of critters: I’ve had the pleasure of spending the last number years working in advertising. And agency creative departments tend to be full of interesting creatures. I currently have a coworker affectionately nicknamed Donkey. He’s the absolute best to have at a party, so I’ve named this easy margarita after him. Enjoy responsibly!
TGB Beverage Essentials
Tajín Clásico Seasoning (chili, salt & lime)
Jose Cuervo* Light Margarita Mix
Silver Patrón Tequila
Fresca or sparkling water
Run a lime wedge around the rim of your cup or glass. Pour a good amount of the Tajín onto a saucer and dip the prepared rim into the salt. Fill your cup with ice. Add the margarita mix and tequila and taste. Add a splash of Fresca or sparkling water and taste again. Adjust until you get it how you like it! (This isn’t an exact science, y’all. It does remind me of how my Nana taught me how to make chicken and dumplings. “Add in enough Bisquick until it looks right.” Very helpful.)
*Y’all remember that song “Jose Cuervo” by Shelly West? It was an absolute favorite of mine when I was a kid. Pretty sure I still know all the words.
Yes, I was singing about tequila as a child, even though my parents were quite strict. Never mind the Jack Daniels and honey my mama used to give me for a cough. Oh, and my name. This explains a lot.