This is pretty typical for my life

Found just now, inside a cat carrier that has been in my garage for three years: a sticky note with my mother's recipe for champagne punch. This leads me to believe that the piece of notebook paper that I remember having written the flamingo pie recipe might be in the tool bucket.

( warning, this is a lot of fructose and sucrose with your fizzy booze but so, so tasty )

When I was in college, I cooked Thanksgiving dinner for the people who stayed on campus. I'm not sure why either she or I felt that what this nerd dinner needed was champagne punch, but I'm so glad someone did, because this is my favorite thing ever. It's vastly superior to mimosas, but about a bazillion calories, and sickeningly sweet if made with anything less dry in place of the champagne, but I suppose you could ditch the sugar if you wanted.