Had a spur of the moment decision to go to Braemar for the weekend. Major eye-roll moment right? The choice to go to a non-fancy village in Scotland? But guess what? Some weekends gotta be spent just like that. Relaxed, wandering about on quiet roads in a mini blizzard and then going to a bar to get a warm drink. And then you are lucky if Serendipity takes over to make things go from quietly pleasant to fantastic.
As it happened on that dark, Sunday evening. After a long walk in the snow, the plan was to get hot chocolate at the local bar and go find some place to eat. (Which left us with exactly 2 places. Our hotel. And this bar! The only 'fancy' restaurant is shut on Sundays(!) and the only coffee shop in the village closes at 4! Oh, while we are at it, I might as well tell you that we had to actually knock on the the fancy restaurant's door on Saturday evening to be let in for dinner. Funny place Braemar).
So there we are at the near empty bar, sipping warm chocolate, when my eyes wander to the Liquer bar lined with fancy bottles and colourful jars. 'How about a drink before we go?' me ventures. PIC (Partner in Crime) agrees. And thus began Yours Truly's discovery of the magic liquid called Liquer! (Baileys and Kahlua? ***scoff scoff**). So after a few shots of various colourful liquids, (which we just randomly picked based simply on the bottle's design) and prentending to be novice connoisseurs, another very amused (master) bartender, becomes interested in our ways! He says, 'Well, I can whip up a few cocktail shots or proper cocktails for you ladies if you'd like'.
What the heck, we thought, we got the time, after all. 'Option A' we screamed. Ah... Best.Choice.Ever.
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Whoo to great bartenders!
Got a gorgeous bottle of Chambord sitting in my cupboard now. Roll on Cocktail parties!!
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