The pastime of sitting in the garden and bathing in sunshine was the most alien idea to me when I first arrived in London. Being Californian meant you never had to make an occasion of ‘nice’ weather, you BBQ in the winter, walk on the shady side of the street, and the words ‘no air-conditioning’ is a deal breaker.
In the beginning, I scoffed at this curious habit. I scoffed even more at the blasphemous disposable BBQ, and I continued on my sun avoiding ways. After a year, I went home for a visit. My best friends picked me up from SFO and, before any hugs or pleasantries were exchanged, Frances blurted out, “DUDE, YOU’RE SO PALE!”
I searched the face of Anna, my other — more discreet – friend, who nodded in agreement and hugged me.
Me, pale? I thought. I looked like everyone else in London. Oh, no wait…
Being described as pale was as rare to me as being called Brittany or tall. But Frances’ brutal truth, (who doesn’t like a bit of American bluntness?) was what I needed to hear and I have since then embraced sun seeking as a pastime. A pastime made all the more enjoyable when this little gin tipple is in hand.
Ingredients (per serving)
Small ice cubes
1oz elderflower cordial
½ can ginger beer
Lime, a good squeeze
Lemongrass, slightly bashed
- Fill a tall glass with a few ice cubes.
- Add the gin, elderflower cordial and stir to mix. Top up with the ginger beer, a good squeeze of lime, and make it pretty with the lemongrass and mint.