Rotating Suziema's Tires: Cocktail Evening

  Suziema is out at the grocery. I called her, and have a plan for a bottle of Veuve (and screw spellcheck. I did that on the fly, and then checked the bottle, and I was golden). Anyway, she's picking up some berries of some sort. Champagne cocktails. Muddled berries, sugar, Veuve Cliquot, and Peychaud's. We're going too hoity-toity. Fresh basil? Cell phoning her now. Basil is out.

  Did the whole thing. Turns out as what I guessed. The Veuve stands on its own. The other stuff just screwed the whole thing up.

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