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November 26, 2007

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Andrew Cusack

Mrs. Peperium, last night I dropped into the club and asked the barman in the tap room for a Mayflower Screwball and he'd never heard of it! Please tell us, how does one create a Mayflower Screwball?

Mrs. Peperium

Ah...how does one create a Mayflower Screwball? Well, first your blood must be off for at least 200 years to get the shaking absolutely spot on...it's all in the hips in spite of whatever the barman advises. Then in a shaker, over cracked ice pour 3 parts dark rum, 1 part fresh lemon juice and one part Cointreau, shake to a Fox Trot, strain and serve in a cocktail glass or large sun-bleached Quahog shell with a bit of purple around the edges....

Mrs. Peperium

Andrew, were you in the comapny of your father, a man I could have dated, when you ordered the Mayflower Screwball? He must think we are certifiable...which a few of us are...

Next time a barman has the boldness to say he has no idea what a Mayflower Screwball is, change your order to a Mayflower Madam.

I'd love to see what he comes up with...

One of the most disappointing things that has ever happen to me was when I had accompanied Mr. P on a business trip to NYC. (Before children and Catholic days). My mother came into the City that Sunday and we went to St. Thomas on 5th for morning services and then did some genealogical work, lunch and can't remember what else. As we were cooling our jets in Peacock Alley at the Waldorf awaiting her train back to the country, Mr. P suggested we have cocktails. As we were seated about 12 ft away from Cole Porter's piano, I ordered a Sidecar. The barman had no idea what a Sidecar was and had to look it up...

He mixed a nice one but, it had lost its taste for obvious reasons. Soon, I'm going to learn the ladies at perfume counters lie to make a buck. I'm quite convinced of this.

Old Dominion Tory

A delicious recipe, Mrs. Peperium! I know I have a couple of shells about the house. Of course, you would receive extra points from Irish Elk and I if you stirred the drink with a walrus tusk.

Mrs. Peperium

Instead of a walrus tusk, how about a boiled yet empty lobster claw?

Apparently Gov. Bradford tired early on from on the dining of lobsters. The lobsters were so plentiful that the pilgrims just gathered them at the beach's edge. I think the problem with the dining upon lobsters was the pilgrims did not bring cows with them so they did not have drawn butter to enhance the flavor.

It was the first Puritan Migration boat with John Winthrop party aboard that brought the first cows to Plymouth Plantation. The pilgrims went for about 6 or 8 years without dairy products. That would be rather tough on English people, if you think about it.

I believe the Dutch brought cows with them to New York and of course Jamestown had them...

Old Dominion Tory

The empty lobster claw would suffice, I suppose. I think it was the denizens of the poor house in Plymouth who were the first--and perhaps the last--Americans to complain about being served too much lobster.

Mrs. Peperium

Nope. Mr. P is the last American to complain about being served too much lobster...he's had it about 5 times in the last 18 years if memory holds....

Andrew Cusack

Oh we definitely had cows quite early on. In fact, the Dutch used to herd their cows over to Governors Island to graze during low tides. The Buttermilk Channel (separating Govs Island from Brooklyn) has since been dredged to aid shipping, so this is now longer possible.

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