Papa's Daiquiri

For a reason that now escapes me, my father decided that he wanted to make Hemingway-style daiquiris on the last night of his visit. The recipe? Mix lemon juice and sugar, lots of sugar, and then add to that some white rum (Havana club if possible, we settled for Appleton's), drop in a few ice cubes, and you're well on your way to making me drunk.

Which is exactly what happened. According to my dad, this drink isn't really that strong, because the alcohol content is of only 35% percent, and ... for some other reasons that were explained to me after I had a couple drinks, so they now escape me as well. But I'm definitely a lighter weight than he imagined I would be.

So for the first time in my 22 years, my dad and Akiko got the privilege of meeting drunk Aki. And not just tipsy Aki who's very happy and likes to dance to music only she can hear. Real drunk Aki who can't walk straight and can't keep her mouth shut, or keep up that lovely thought-speech filter...

But anyways, we had a great last night, and ate some very good Chinese food!

What did I take away from this experience? Well, if drinking with one's parents is a sign of maturity... I passed. But if being able to know when to stop drinking before incapacitating oneself was the test, I've still got some things to learn!

p.s. Papa's Daiquiri was amazing! You most definitely have my blessing to try that at home!