Well, it took some time but summer has hit. Now it is rather on the warm side outside, in other terms: It is cocktail weather.
Under most circumstances, my cocktail of choice is the White Russian, which, coincidentally, has nothing to do with my political stance. If you did not get the joke, look it up yourselves. Hint: Not all Russians were red after 1917.
But enough history for today, this gentleman will explain to you, how a White Russian, and a Black Russian, are mixed:
And a finished White Russian looks something like this:
And now: If you have awesome weather, too, do your best to go outside and enjoy it!
