The past two days have been rough so Pam and I spent the day baking. Yeah, we baked our cares away. Go figure.

Before I begin this tale of debauchery, I’d like to state for the record that we’re lightweights—one drink is our limit.

Now, let’s begin…

We kicked off with blueberry bread, then quickly moved on to blueberry cream pies, and ended the evening with blueberry muffin martinis*.

Three martinis later, I awoke to BC attempting to beat me into a coma with his Horatio Hornblower box set and billowing smoke coming from the kitchen. Funny thing is I registered the cloud of smoke a solid thirty seconds after the pain of being bludgeoned.

I raced (stumbled) to the kitchen to find a teary-eyed Pam holding the charred remains of blueberry bread. This is the woman who earned the title “Dr. Kevorkian of goldfish” by the sheer volume of goldfish she’s put out of their misery.

Anyway, thanks to my dad insisting on using some sorta Sears hocus-pocus kitchen paint, there wasn’t any smoke damage. The only damage was to Pam’s pride which, considering she told BC to hit me until my eyes opened, I can live with.

Karma is a bitch!
 



*Blueberry Muffin Martinis
1oz Vodka
½ oz Vanilla Vodka
½ oz Blueberry Liqueur
½ oz White Creme de Cacao 
4 Fresh Blueberries and stick of vanilla for garnish (optional)

Place all of the ingredients into a cocktail shaker with a handful of ice. Shake sharply, then double strain into a Martini glass. Thread the fresh blueberries with the stick of vanilla and place on the edge of the glass.