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glitteratti · 1 year
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i NEED proper reusable cocktail picks. sure i could just drop my pickled onion into my gibson but its about the PANACHE
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tweakd · 12 days
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Elevating Elegance: The Allure of Tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
In the grand tapestry of wedding planning, it’s the little details that often make the most significant impact. From the intricate lace on the bridal gown to the delicate arrangements of flowers, every element contributes to the ambiance of the occasion. Among these details, tweaked wedding cocktail stirrers stand out as subtle yet essential accessories that add a touch of sophistication to any celebration.
Crafting Memories: The Art of Personalized Tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
Traditionally, wedding cocktail stirrers were simple utensils designed for the functional purpose of mixing drinks. However, in recent years, they have evolved into decorative elements that serve both practical and aesthetic functions. At weddings, where every aspect is meticulously curated to reflect the couple's unique style and personality, cocktail stirrers have emerged as a creative canvas for personalization and expression.
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Sip in Style: The Versatility of Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
One of the most appealing aspects of tweaked wedding cocktail stirrers is their versatility. Couples can choose from a myriad of designs, materials, and customization options to complement their wedding theme and color scheme. Whether they opt for sleek metallic stirrers adorned with monogrammed initials or whimsical shapes that reflect their shared interests, the possibilities are endless.
Adding Flair to Your Celebration: The Magic of Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
For couples seeking a timeless and elegant aesthetic, crystal or glass cocktail stirrers offer a touch of sophistication. These delicate embellishments add a subtle sparkle to the tweaked wedding cocktail hour, catching the light as guests mingle and enjoy their drinks. With intricate patterns etched into the glass or Swarovski crystals adorning the handles, these stirrers elevate the +drinking experience, making every sip feel like a luxurious indulgence.
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Mixing Love and Libations: Tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
Alternatively, couples with a more rustic or bohemian vibe may opt for natural materials such as wood or bamboo for their cocktail stirrers. These earthy accents blend seamlessly with outdoor or barn wedding settings, adding a rustic charm to the festivities. Handcrafted with care, wooden stirrers can be personalized with laser-engraved initials, wedding dates, or meaningful symbols, making them cherished keepsakes for guests to take home as mementos of the special day.
Beyond the Glass: Creative Uses for Tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers
In addition to serving as decorative elements, tweaked wedding cocktail stirrers also offer practical benefits. With their unique designs and personalized touches, they help guests identify their drinks amidst a sea of glasses, preventing mix-ups and ensuring a seamless dining experience. Furthermore, cocktail stirrers can double as conversation starters, sparking interactions among guests as they admire the intricate craftsmanship and attention to detail.
Small Details, Big Impact: Why Tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers Matter
Beyond their visual appeal and functional utility,tweaked wedding cocktail stirrers hold sentimental value for couples and their guests alike. As cherished souvenirs of the celebration, they serve as tangible reminders of the love and joy shared on the wedding day. Whether displayed in a shadow box or tucked away as keepsakes, these small tokens carry the memories of laughter, tears, and heartfelt moments that define the union of two souls.
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Cheers to Love: How tweaked Wedding Cocktail Stirrers Enhance the Experience
Moreover, the process of selecting or designing cocktail stirrers can be a meaningful journey for couples, allowing them to express their creativity and individuality. From brainstorming ideas and collaborating with artisans to finalizing designs and seeing their vision come to life, the experience fosters a sense of connection and shared purpose as they prepare to embark on a new chapter together.
Conclusion:
In conclusion, tweaked wedding cocktail stirrers offer a delightful blend of form and function, serving as elegant accents that enhance the ambiance of the celebration while providing practical benefits for guests. Whether crafted from crystal, wood, or other materials, these small but significant details reflect the couple's style, personality, and love story, making them essential elements of any memorable wedding. As couples toast to their future together, the gentle swirl of a cocktail stirrer serves as a reminder of the beauty and joy found in life's simplest pleasures. Ready to elevate your wedding with Tweakd's wediding cocktail stirrers? Head over to our website at www.tweakdstore.com and start designing your dream accessories today. Your guests will be talking about them long after the last dance has ended
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aroaloe · 5 months
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Every mf town in Massachusetts has someplace called the Brave Lion Fucking A Boar's Head Inn that's been open since 1796 and their specialty is the "Autumn Clusterfuck", a cocktail made of 6 varieties of hard liquor mixed with hand-crushed local apple cider and served with a hockey-stick shaped stirrer.
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pettyrevenge-base · 7 months
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A barmaid laughed at my drink order.
I was on holiday with my son (14) and we were watching the football in a bar in the evening. I don't really drink but do enjoy a cocktail while on holiday. The server came by and asked if we wanted drinks, I asked for a Pina Colada and she sniggered a little at the order and kind of laughed out an "okay" then walked off to make it.
This annoyed me a little, I'm just a grown man wanting to drink a tasty cocktail what's wrong with that? When she brought the drink back I got my petty revenge. As she was placing the drink on the table I said, "My mum loved these, God rest her. I always have one on the anniversary of her death to remember her." She looked horrified and tried to shuffle off quickly, so I asked her for a cocktail stirrer so she had to come back again. When she came back I took a sip from the straw, kissed my hand and pointed to the sky trying to look sad. She was so visibly uncomfortably I had to stifle my own laughs.
She noticeably avoided our table multiple times after this.
Source: reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge
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No Time This Time 9
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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon and other elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.
This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You prize order and practicality but your past, and newest client, throw your life into chaos. (older [~50s] reader)
Character: Tony Stark
Notes: Alright. Tony is growing on me but only because he’s a shit stirrer.
As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me <3
Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!)
Love you like Tony loves his own voice. Take care. 💖
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"Please clear the week. Reschedule my meetings," you toss a pair of unworn sandals into your suitcase, your phone on the bed next to it.
"Yes, ma'am," Halton answers from the speaker.
"I did a quick sweep, there shouldn't be anything urgent. As it were, we will not be accepting any new clients until the end of the month."
He acquiesces again as you open a drawer and sift through, searching for a swimsuit. You can barely recall the last time you needed one.
"You can file it as paid vacation," you inform him.
"Thank you," he says, the smile obvious in his tone.
"Well, off you go. I don't want to hear from you again unless it's an emergency," you find a black bikini with the tags still on.
"Got it."
"Great, have a good day," you drop the suit in the bag and tap the screen, ending the call.
Almost as soon as the line is dead, another incoming call pops up. Your morning has been effectively avoiding the series of attempts from both Samia and your mother. You've set your voicemail and your automatic replies, you are out of office and soon to be out of the country.
It's as spontaneous as you've ever been. You're a planner. You don't just hop on the next plane out but that's exactly what you're doing. 
Your father was the same way. When he was practicing, he never took a vacation. And what did that get him? A heart attack. Several, actually. There will never be a better time to get away or a better reason.
No, you won't give Stark that much credit. It's not just him, it's you. You're old enough, you need to start doing things just for you.
Another call. Your mother has never been known as subtle. Or to take a hint. Sometimes even when you spell it out, she refuses to understand.
So be it. You need a moment to breathe before you relent. You need a second wind before you face the task that is your family and your past. More so, you need to be far from New York.
👜
You cannot claim to be unfamiliar with decadence. It is a privilege you treasure but never one you place as requisite. You can still admire luxury and you would define the resort as nothing less than.
Your room has a broad balcony that overlooks the Italian coast, the sun beats down on the sparkling sea, and illuminates the space, shadowing intricate patterns carved in wood. The decor speaks of an old world drawn into the present. Refined and elegant.
You wear a caftan down to the shore and claim your reserved seat among the row of vacationers. You strip off the sheer layer and rub in suncreen before reclining beneath the shade of a broad umbrella. You open your book and dive into the plot, forgetting the hot sands and the stolid air.
You're still not used to it. It's as if you're on a whole new planet. The first day saw you fighting not to check your phone or delve into your work email. You fought the urge to cling to routine and won. Your determination has ever been a talent.
After twelve, you have your first cocktail. A simple gin drink with lime. You let it seep in and ease you back into your fictional escape. An attendant brings you a fruit cocktail and some pastries not long after.
It's paradise and you value it dearly. You hadn't realised how sorely you need this. 
As you pack up, balmy and slightly sleepy from the sun, a speck flits across the sky. You look up but cannot place the phenomenon before it disappears. Your imagination must've been sparked by the mixture of heat and alcohol.
You return to your room and enjoy a dinner of handmade gnocchi and wine sauce. The more you indulge, the harder you know it will be to go back to the city. Your peace is underlined by a strand of wistfulness.
Several days trickle by in the same vein of lethargy. You have no appointments, no calls, no obligations besides the beach, a cocktail, and a book. It’s as if you are an entirely different person, as if you’ve taken on someone else’s life entirely. The stuffy overworked lawyer is still trapped in New York with her leeching family and arrogant clients.
A few too many mojitos have you sprawled on the sofa. The open balcony lets in the warm dusk breeze and lulls you deeper into drowsiness. The weight of the alcohol shrouds your body, sweeping you up in a swirling slumber that makes you dizzy.
The soft whisk of metal doors shut and you look over as a button clicks beneath the push of a finger. You follow the arm, the dark fabric of a tailored jacket, to the familiar face. You sneer and take a step back, the elevator tipping with your movement. You stumble and fall against the wall.
He laughs. A menacing laugh that echoes all around you and adds to the disorienting skew of your subconscious. You brace the metal rail against the wall and suddenly, you’re falling back, plummeting through open air.
Bright flashes of white appear above you as you flail helplessly. The laughter is muffled but deep. You’re scooped up in a hard metal embrace, the red and gold mask taunting you as you’re carried through the open sky.
The metal retracts and reveals your saviour. Not who you expect. It isn’t Tony but Carlisle, mocking you with that slanted grin you once thought was charming. He winks and lets you go, letting you fall like a stone through water.
You spin and face the looming ground, hurtling faster and faster towards you. You let out a shrill scream and jolt awake as it cuts through to reality. You’re out of breath as you sit up, nearly rolling off the couch as the sharp noise continues. It isn’t you, but your phone, shrieking at you.
You stagger to get to your feet. You shiver, still in only your bikini, and the phone goes silent. You search around the dim room, the sounds of the ocean crashing through the open doors.
Your cell lights up again and you snatch it from the wooden tabletop. You drag your finger across the screen, only vaguely reading the name on the display; Samia. You answer with a croak, holding back a hiccup.
“About time!” She sounds like your mother with her abrupt greeting, “I’ve been calling you all day. Don’t you understand it’s a fucking emergency?”
“Samia,” you say dully, bracing your forehead, “shhhhh,” you amble around and sit on the sofa, “why are you yelling?”
“Are you drunk?” She accuses.
“I’m on vacation–”
“Yes, we know, but not all of us just run away from our problems–”
You snort. Loud. You devolve into sardonic laughter and click your tongue loudly.
“Don’t lecture me on running away from responsibility, Sam, don’t,” you warn, “tell me what it is. Let’s cut out the rest.”
She gives a dramatic heave, “mom’s in the hospital.”
“What?” You sit forward.
“She fell. This morning. I… I was looking at venues, I couldn’t be there.”
“Fuck!” You exclaim without filter, “Samia… have you seen her?”
“Mmm, I really wanted to but Carlisle–”
“Oh,” you snarl, “Carlisle!” You growl as you ball your hand to a tight fist, “I’ll get a flight.”
“I’m going in the morning, I prom–”
You hang up and throw your phone onto the narrow table before you. You hang your head, cradling it as you fear it might split in two. Were you really stupid enough to think you could ever catch a break?
👜
The redeye has you back in the city by noon. You fall into the rush of the city naturally, hailing a cab and collecting yourself in the back seat. You tip the driver as he idles outside the hospital and you hop out, rolling suitcase in tow as you march through the front doors.
It takes another hour to be admitted to your mother’s room. You don’t expect a warm welcome. You’re not entirely sure what to expect as you enter her private room. The nurse informs you before she lets you in that your mother is awake. That must be good.
The entire space is decorated in bouquets of flowers. You didn’t know your mother would have that many wellwishers. You leave your bag by the door as you give a long consideration to the red roses nearest you.
“Finally, you decide to show up,” she yaps at you.
“Flights from Italy are not quick,” you reproach, “I came as quickly as I could.”
“You wouldn’t pick up the phone.”
You repress your frustration, “I left it in my room. I’m sorry, mother.”
“Selfish, as always.”
You swallow tightly. Selfish. You cut short your first vacation since your honeymoon to come make sure she was alright. Even after calling and being assured by the staff that it was luckily only a fall. She hadn’t even broken her hip.
“Lovely flowers,” you remark as you walk along the row of vases.
“Oh, isn’t it so pretty? Mr. Stark is so generous–”
“Stark?” You spin on your heel, “what do you mean?”
“Well, of course, he heard that my daughters were both absent and he had to be here. Samia is so busy so she called him just to be sure that I wasn’t alone.”
“She called him. Why would she do that?”
“Oh, he’s been most helpful with the wedding. He’s let her have his Tower for her party and he’s been helping with all sorts of details. He referred her to a wonderful designer for her dress, too. Ah, and he’s invited Carlisle to some tournament? I think, golf or the like–”
“That makes no sense,” you sniff, “why is Tony Stark… doing all that?”
“Perhaps he sees a lonely old woman who’s been neglected by her only children,” she bemoans.
You know you won’t get the answer from her. She’s drunk the fresh-ade. She is entirely swindled by the overpaid crook.
“So, where’s Samia, then? She told me she was coming this morning.”
“She’s on her way, I’m sure. The city, traffic.”
You could scream. You could break her hip yourself. She would excuse Samia for not making it across the city but would remand you for not magically teleporting from across the globe.
“Well, I’m not waiting on her. I think we have something to discuss.”
“Is it lunch? I am rather hungry and this hospital food, it does not agree with me,” she touches her stomach, “Mr. Stark was kind enough to come for dinner last night but I hate to trouble him further.”
“That can wait. Mother, we are hiring you a caregiver.”
“A caregiver? I am not helpless.”
“That isn’t what I’m saying. But it would bring peace of mind if you had someone around when me and Samia are not. It wouldn’t be forever but given your fall, you will need supervision.”
“Oh, so you can take time to go traipsing across the world but you can’t take any for me?”
You cross your arms and sigh. You stare at her blankly.
“It’s not an argument, it’s not a negotiation. It is how it will be. You are getting a nurse, at least until the physiotherapist clears you. That’s that.”
She scoffs, “ugh, you always did have the makings of a lawyer, you know that?”
“Thank you,” you retort harshly, “that’s the kindest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
“Oh, lord, what is up your behind? You’ve always been trite but you’ve never like this.”
“Mother, realise that you are not the only one with hardships, yes? I have to make sure you are well, which is what I am doing. I have attend the wedding of the husband who cheated on me, and I have to deal with the that is—” You stop yourself before you can say his name, “I have work. I have responsibilities and I hold to them. And it will never be enough.”
You wave her off and go back to the door, “I will order you lunch, we will eat it together, and we will hope that Samia for once comes through and shows up.”
You leave the room before you can combust. You stand in the hall, searching through your phone for somewhere nearby, or somewhere to order from. You fight to keep from shaking as you read the screen; get yourself together.
👜
Your vacation is a quickly fading memory as you fall back into the city life. You make several calls around in search of an appropriate homecare worker for your mother. Amid that, you return to office and work on your own to catch up. Halton is away but you’ll let him enjoy the last of his days off.
Between all that, you are faced with the daunting sight of an unexpected delivery. The clear glass box with the bouquet of pure white roses. It’s all very elaborate and exhausting. You flick back the silver clasp and lift the lid. Inside is a crystal rose on a golden stem, a date etched into the metal.
It’s an invite to your sister’s wedding and you are unsurprised by the tackiness of the overdone gesture. Beneath the ornament you would rather smash to bits, is a triarch that folds out to reveal the details and how to RSVP. You roll your eyes and blow out a breath.
A vineyard. Suiting. You replace the pieces in the box and leave the bouquet where it is. You type in the venue to Google. You nearly choke. Brick and Blossom Vino recently acquired by Stark Industries. How convenient.
It’s no coincidence. Stark has no business in wine or vineyard or event planning. It is not an advantageous deal, it is a direct statement. He may not be there in your face but he is haunting you nonetheless. Taunting you.
Let him waste his efforts. You will not be affected.
A knock comes at your office door. Another delivery. You sign and accepted the second bouquet. This one small and admittedly aesthetically pleasing. The small wooden box holds a cluster of pink tulips and baby’s breath. There’s a ribbon around it, attached to a simple card. It doesn’t really suggest Stark handiwork.
You take the envelope and unfold it. You smile as you see only the embossed bumps of braille within. Oh.
You take the card to your desk and grab your phone. You pull up Matt’s number and put him on speaker as you wait for an answer.
“Hey,” his voice comes amidst the honking of traffic and shuffle of the street.
“So, uh, how exactly am I supposed to read this card?”
“Ha, well, I could show you,” he offers, “if you’re free for dinner.”
“Hmm, well, I suppose I could clear my schedule,” you hum.
“Wow, really?”
“Sure,” you chew your lip and catch the unusual pinch, unclenching your teeth and clearing your throat, “I could use a drink.”
“Hopefully, this one doesn’t end up in some jerk’s face,” he chortles, “I’ll pick you up.”
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smolgloves · 1 year
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I feel like the gt community is sleeping on using shot glasses in their works.
Like okay, the shot glass is probably more like the size of a bucket to a tiny but it would be easier to pour a drink for the giant, plus if you've ever had those really tiny coffee/cocktail straw stirrers you'd know those might be a good size for the tiny to use for the shot glass. (Maybe the giant needs to cut it so it's not super long but I genuinely think this could work)
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tweakd · 23 days
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Customised Acrylic Drink Stirrers: | Tweak'D Store
When it comes to enjoying a refreshing cocktail or a steaming cup of coffee, presentation is everything. And one way to make your drinks stand out is by using customised acrylic drink stirrers. These small but impactful accessories not only add a touch of elegance to your beverages but also serve as a unique promotional tool for businesses. In this blog, we will explore the world of customised acrylic drink stirrers, their benefits, and how they can take your drinks to the next level.
What Are Customised Acrylic Drink Stirrers?
Customised acrylic drink stirrers are small rods, usually made of clear or coloured acrylic, that are specifically designed to mix and stir beverages. What sets them apart is the ability to customise these stirrers with logos, branding, or messages according to your preferences. Available in a variety of shapes and sizes, they can be tailored to match the aesthetic of any event or brand.
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The Benefits of Customised Acrylic Drink Stirrers
Customisation Options:
Acrylic drink stirrers offer a wide range of customisation options, making them a versatile tool for personalisation. From choosing the shape and size of the stirrer to imprinting logos, slogans, or messages on them, the possibilities are endless. This level of customisation allows businesses to create a cohesive brand identity and add a special touch to their beverages.
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Brand Promotion:
Customised stirrers offer a unique opportunity for businesses to promote their brand. By printing the company logo or name on the stirrers, they become mini billboards in the hands of your customers. Whether at a corporate event, trade show, or even in a local cafe, these personalised stirrers create brand visibility and help leave a lasting impression.
Enhanced Aesthetics:
 
Acrylic drink stirrers are visually appealing and can transform an ordinary drink into an exquisite one. The clear or coloured acrylic adds a touch of sophistication, making the beverage more enticing. Customising the stirrers further enhances the aesthetic appeal, giving your drinks a professional and polished look.
Versatility:
Customised acrylic drink stirrers can be used in various contexts. They are widely popular in bars, restaurants, hotels, and cafes, where they add a touch of elegance to signature cocktails or specialty beverages. Additionally, they are a hit at parties, weddings, and corporate events, making any occasion more memorable.  
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Eco-Friendly Alternative:
Acrylic drink stirrers are a sustainable and environmentally friendly alternative to traditional plastic stirrers. With the increasing global focus on reducing plastic waste, opting for customised acrylic stirrers shows your commitment towards sustainability and responsible business practices.
Ideas for Customising Acrylic Drink Stirrers
The possibilities for customising acrylic drink stirrers are endless. Here are a few creative ideas to get you started:
Logo or brand name:
Promote your business by printing your logo or brand name on the stirrers. Customers will associate your brand with quality and attention to detail.
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Event-specific themes:
Tailor the stirrers to match the theme of your event. For example, if you're hosting a beach party, choose stirrers in the shape of palm trees, waves, or suns. This adds a personalised touch and shows your attention to detail.
Personalised messages:
Add a special touch by including personalised messages on the stirrers. Whether it's a wedding, anniversary, or birthday celebration, messages like "Cheers to love!" or "Celebrate this special day!" bring joy and a sense of occasion.
Matching colours:
Coordinate the colours of the stirrers with your brand or event's colour palette. This creates a cohesive and visually pleasing presentation that elevates the overall experience.
Conclusion
Customised acrylic drink stirrers are the perfect accessory to elevate your beverage experience. Whether it's for brand promotion, aesthetics, versatility, or sustainability, these customised stirrers offer countless benefits. From adding elegance to drinks at events to leaving a lasting impression on customers, the impact of personalised acrylic stirrers cannot be underestimated. So, the next time you sip your favourite cocktail or coffee, consider the added touch of luxury and style that customised acrylic drink stirrers can bring. Cheers!
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tealingual · 2 years
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Cocktail vocabulary in Finnish
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Drinkki, cocktail - cocktail Alkoholi - alcohol Juoma - drink Sekoitus - mixture Vodka - vodka Gini - gin Viski - whiskey Rommi - rum Tequila - tequila Brandy - brandy Likööri - liqueur Viini - wine Siideri - cider Lonkero - long drink Olut, kalja - beer Virvoitusjuoma - soft drink Limonadi, limsa, limppari - lemonade, soda, carbonated soft drink Energiajuoma - energy drink Kivennäisvesi - mineral water, soda water Mehu - juice Sokeri - sugar Hunaja - honey Maito - milk Kerma - cream Yrtti - herb Hedelmä - fruit Kukka - flower Makusiirappi - flavour syrup Jää - ice Lasi - glass Cocktail-lasi - cocktail glass Highball-lasi - high ball glass Tumbler-lasi - tumbler glass Samppanjalasi - champagne glass Viinilasi - wine glass Shottilasi - shot glass Hurrikaanilasi - hurricane glass Sekoituslasi - mixing glass Mitta(lasi), jigger - jigger Jääpalamuotti - ice cube tray Jäämurskain - ice crusher Veitsi - knife Leikkuulauta - chopping board Kuorintaveitsi - peeler Siivilä - strainer, sieve Sekoitustikku - mixing stick Baarilusikka - bar spoon Juomatikku, cocktailtikku - cocktail stick, cocktail stirrer Pilli - straw Valmistaa - to make, to prepare Rakentaa - to build Ravistaa - to shake Sekoittaa - to stir Juoda - to drink Nauttia - to enjoy
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awesome-recipes101 · 8 months
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Hot Toddy Mocktail
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Colder weather will soon be upon us and a warm drink will be most welcome.  A hot toddy cocktail is essentially a cup of hot tea with a shot of whiskey, honey, and a lemon slice.  This mocktail entails a cup of hot tea, honey, and components to replicate the taste.
Ingredients:
1 cup of hot water
1 tea bag (black is preferred)
1 tablespoon white grape juice
1 tablespoon honey
1 teaspoon lemon juice
¼ teaspoon cinnamon
1/8 teaspoon nutmeg
1 lemon slice
Garnish: a cinnamon stick which also serves as a stirrer.  (optional)
Directions:
Make the hot tea.  Pour the white grape juice, honey, lemon juice, and spices into a separate mug.  Combine the two and gently stir to mix and dissolve the honey.  Add the lemon slice and cinnamon stick (if using)
Serve this drink to anyone not drinking alcohol.
Note:
Black tea is usually used for making a hot toddy but use any kind of tea that you prefer.
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djdynamixau · 8 months
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Making Your DJ Playlist for the Party: Party Arrangements
Organizing a party is a difficult task. Numerous elements need to be taken into account, from selecting the ideal theme to forming the guest list. It's the music, though, that has the power to really make or ruin your gathering. Hence, employing a pro DJ becomes necessary! Whether you're planning a classy corporate event or a crazy birthday party, having a talented DJ on hand will guarantee that your guests have an unforgettable evening. This blog post will cover party planning in detail and walk you through the process of making a playlist that will be talked about at your next gathering. With Party DJ Hire Sydney, let's get set to dance the night away!
Draw out a guest list.
The first thing to do while organizing a party is to invite people. This important job helps you decide on everything from venue size to food and drink numbers and lays the groundwork for your entire event. Think about the kind of party you want to throw and the guests you wish to invite first. Could it be a small party with close friends or a big celebration? Start writing down names as soon as you have an idea.
Also take into account your space constraints. When choosing your guest list, keep in mind if your venue can only hold a specific amount of people comfortably. Any unique needs or preferences that your guests may have, like as food restrictions, dietary requirements, or even musical tastes, should also be taken into account.
In order to allow visitors to RSVP and give you enough time to make the appropriate arrangements, make sure you send out invites well in advance. If digital invites better fit your event's style, you can still go conventional and send paper ones.
Select an event theme.
Your party's overall atmosphere can be established by your choice of theme. Your guests will be talking about it long after the event has ended because it brings a fun and exciting element. Think about your visitors' interests and preferences when choosing a theme. Would they rather have a more current look or are they liking nostalgic vibes? After you have an idea in mind, explore as many different ways as you can to make that topic come to life.
Make sure your decorations match your selected theme, as they are essential to creating the mood of any party. Everything, even the table settings and lighting fixtures, should accentuate the mood you wish to achieve. Consider using vibrant leis and decorations resembling palm trees for your beach party theme if it's a tropical one. Neon lights and cassette tape decorations are great for a 1980s throwback party.
Arrange and embellish
Party décor is a fun and creative way to create the ambience and mood for your guests. Your choice of décor may really make a difference, whether you're throwing a sophisticated cocktail party or an exciting dance party.
First, decide on a theme for your party. This will influence the decor you choose and help you achieve a unified design. For instance, to create the illusion of an island paradise in your area when holding a tropical luau, use vivid colors, tiki torches, and inflatable palm trees.
Subsequently, consider the many aspects of your location. Use striking decorations to create focal points, including balloon arches or bold centerpieces. For a cozy and inviting outdoor atmosphere, hang paper lanterns or fairy lights.
Don't overlook the table settings! Select dinnerware, napkins, plates, and linens to go with your theme. Include unique elements to make each visitor feel unique, such as personalized place cards or themed drink stirrers.
Organize your efforts.
Choosing the appropriate activities is essential to keeping your guests entertained and involved throughout the evening, whether you're throwing a lavish event or a laid-back backyard get-together.
First things first, think about your guest list's demographics. Do the majority of them enjoy dancing young adults? Or maybe parents who need to find some kid-friendly entertainment? Being aware of your audience will enable you to adjust the activities to suit their tastes.
Consider scheduling a brief dancing session with a qualified instructor for an enthusiastic group of people. Depending on the mood of your party, this might be anything from hip-hop to salsa. This is a great way to start a conversation and will also get folks moving and grooving.
Set up lawn games like giant Jenga or cornhole if you have an outdoor area accessible. These timeless games never fail to ignite everyone's competitive spirit and offer hours of entertainment to adults and children alike.
Provide spaces set out for card or board games so that visitors can congregate and mingle if they're looking for a more low-key affair. This enables people to take part in friendly competition and have lighthearted talks.
Remember to include activities that involve music! Get a karaoke machine or make your own DIY photo booth and decorate it with themed decorations. Over the course of the evening, these interactive features will keep guests engaged and provide them with photo opportunities.
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Decide on a song.
Consider your guest list after that. Across what age range are they? Which music genres do they prefer? Selecting music that will captivate all listeners and keep them dancing all night long is crucial.
Don't be scared to change things around! Mix up your playlist with songs from different eras and genres. This will ensure that there is something for everyone and satisfy a variety of tastes.
If you're not sure where to begin, think about working with a professional DJ that caters to events just like yours. The ability to read a crowd allows a DJ Hire to pick music that will keep everyone dancing.
It's important to remember to make seamless song transitions. Without any abrupt tempo shifts or startling transitions between songs, you want your playlist to flow naturally.
assemble drinks and food
It's time to make sure your visitors are nourished and watered after you have handled all the party's logistical details. A well-stocked bar and a delectable food buffet are necessities for every successful celebration.
Think about the party's theme when selecting the meal. Grilled vegetables, hot dogs, burgers, and cool salads would be ideal for a laid-back backyard BBQ. Consider serving classy canapes or perhaps hiring caterers to handle the food for a more formal event.
Remember the beverages in addition to the delicious meal selections! Make sure you stock a variety of alcoholic beverages to suit a range of palates, including wine, beer, and spirits. Offer non-alcoholic alternatives as well, such as delectable mocktails or reviving water with fruit extract.
Make sure you have enough glasses and cutlery for everyone who will be there as part of your preparations. To ensure that guests' drinks stay cold during the event, it's also critical to supply an ample supply of ice buckets or coolers.
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kamreadsandrecs · 7 months
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What if Intimate Course Ransom had waited for reader at the clubhouse straight after that first encounter instead of both of them semi-avoiding each other?
You made me do something I don’t normally like doing. I reread both Intimate Course and Fore!Play, because I barely remembered what hoe juice I put in both stories, haha.
Then I started thinking about this and I could only think of the following two scenarios. The only question remaining; could Ransom redeem himself or would he crash and burn?
Neither drabble is beta’d and quickly written on my phone.
Still weary of the mirage that had happened you placed your golf bag on the floor. The throb between your legs still a reminder of Ransom.
Mindlessly you walked up the steps towards the entrance of the country club. Totally missing the other person that came rushing down. You let out a yelp as you felt yourself fall over and braced for impact. Landing softly and recognizing the scent immediately.
“Hunter, watch where you’re going next time.” The familiar voice yelled. With your feet standing back straight again. You looked at Ransom, a cheesy wink was all it took for your body to desire more of him.
“Thank you.” You spoke, straightening out your shirt and skirt.
“No need. You would’ve done the same thing for me.”
You laughed, looking back to see his offended features, making you laugh even louder.
“No offense, but I probably would’ve stepped aside or have launched myself along with your downfall.” You chuckled, trying your best to stop the scenario from playing in your head. “I’m a little too clumsy to play a knight in shining armor.”
With his interest peeked, he raised an eyebrow.
“Care to tell me all about it while your scream my name?”
“Nice try casanova.” You patted his chest with a flat hand, passing by him. Having walked up a few steps, you turned on your heels. “I guess this time, I’ll be seeing you around, Ransom.”
His dumbfounded look was your new favourite image. The way he kept silent and stared back at you made you let out a chuckle as you kept walking into the country club.
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You stretched your shoulder as you placed your golf bag down. Giving yourself a mental note to take a trolley or golf cart the next time.
The country club wasn’t your favourite place to be. Simply because your mother always hung around somewhere. Making polite conversation with Sally and Mary. You rolled your eyes as the thought of her playing matchmaker yet again.
Poor Evan, totally ambushed and dragged into one of your mothers schemes of setting you up with “a nice guy”. You shuddered at the thought, those types of men were a walking red flag on its own. Men at the country club were barely the nice guy. Most of them pompous snobs with too much money, thinking they were the hotshots of the hour.
“Vodka-soda please.” You smiled at the bartender, completely parched from your interesting round on the green. It was twelve o’clock somewhere in the world right?
You turned your head as you heard loud laughter coming from the seating area. Rolling your eyes at the sight of Ransom bragging about something to his friends. His mood changed when one of the guys looked your way.
Quickly looking away when Ransom had caught you staring yet couldn’t help but smile when you heard him growl a “stay away from her, Hunter.”
A warmth running through your veins at the possession. Thanking the bartender for your drink. Mindlessly rounding the liquid in your glass with the cocktail stirrer.
“Hi there.”
“Shouldn’t you control your harem?” You questioned not looking away from your glass and waved towards the table filled with rowdy men.
Ransom threw his head back laughing. Shaking his head, propping himself up on his elbows, leaning on the bar top. You could’ve killed the intrusive thoughts as you gotten a glance of his bicep bulging against the seam of his shirt.
“They can take care of themselves.”
“Whatever it is you came to do, I’m not interested.”
You wished you hadn’t said it as Ransom tilted his head your way. Plucking the stirrer from your hands licking it clean.
“Your nervous demeanor says otherwise, Tee.”
“Stop observing me. Whatever happened was a mistake.” You grumbled, taking a big gulp of your drink.
“I truly wonder if that pussy of yours is just as tight as your attitude.” He sighed as if he was already daydreaming about drowning inside your cunt.
The thought made an electric spark to course your veins. Clenching down on large cock. You swallowed at the thought of how he had felt. The hardened outline pressing into your clothed ass.
You shook your head, this could never happen. This morning he took advantage of your weakness and with a huff, you looked down at your glass. Without a second thought you pushed off the bar, stomping your foot on his. For a second lingering a little and digging it in. Launching the last of your vodka in his face.
“As if, asshole.”
You glared back when you heard his friends hollering and laughing loud at the crash and burn. As you were about to march off, Ransom grabbed your elbow, making your body crash flush against his.
The air crackled between you both. Shifting under his intense gaze. As your eyes wandered from his eyes to his lips and back.
“Remember that I always get what I want.” Ransom whispered on a barely audible tone. “And I will be seeing you around.”
Without another breath wasted he let you go. For a second time that day he had left you confused and in awe of the game he was willing to play.
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liliana-von-k · 1 year
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A guy on Antiques Roadshow just said of his cocktail stirrer collection, “They’re what tickle my pickle."
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Rainbow Swizzle Sticks
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