A Cosmopolitan Drink for a Hick (repeat)

I have a cousin on my dad’s side of the family living in New York City, Jean Lombard, who was , at one time, married to a lawyer who commuted to Albany every day. Jean invited me to dinner when she found that I was making my first visit to NYC. I renewed my relationship with Jean during the evening and enjoyed becoming acquainted with Elliott, her husband, who was a very cosmopolitan sort and seemed rather impressed with himself. After dinner, Elliott looked at me and said, “Would you like an after-dinner liqueur?” Unwilling to betray my “hickiness,” I responded, “Of course,” as though I had an after dinner liqueur after every meal. My fears were assuaged when I saw what he had poured the liqueur into — a tiny vial not much larger than a small test tube. I thought — anybody can drink that much. When he handed it to me, I tossed it down and saw stars immediately. As I coughed and gasped for air, Jean tried to ameliorate the harm done by telling me, “Tommy, Elliott is just having fun with you. Quantro has to be sipped slowly.” I’ve never forgotten.

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About bobosbest

I am a 79-year-old retired English teacher whose writing goals are fulfilled by publishing these blogs. I have a wonderful married partner, Dimitris Tsitsiras, who is from Greece. Life is good and still an adventure.
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