Springtime snow? Why, yes, if you live in New England. A storm arrived this weekend to smother the daffodils and forsythia blossoms. Forget about asparagus and pea tendrils. This is still soup weather. Continue reading
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Boston’s first day of spring started with snowstorm, but the white stuff soon melted and the daffodils perked up again. In this blustery, changeable season, I crave a palate cleanser. Enter the Snap, a drink I found in The Bartender’s Guide by Peter Bohrmann
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Ground Hog (1980s)
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