I won't forget the snowstorm turned ice storm that hit Atlanta when I was in my early twenties. When the bad weather hit we were lucky enough to have my grandfather, Will Hayes Roberts, visiting from Nashville. He dug up the poem Snowbound (The sun that brief December day/Rose cheerless over hills of gray...) and suggested we gather around the table to read by candlelight. I don't know about you, but my early twenties weren't characterized by a desire to sit around a table reading poetry with my family members, and the poem is very, very long. I think I left the room after the first syllable or so. Nonetheless, something from that day must have resonated with me because when my cousin Hayes sent this over the weekend, it made perfect sense: sit inside, make a drink, and read great literature about hurricanes during a (potential, not so big after all) hurricane.
The Bar at Husk via
Meanwhile, we got out on Saturday night to celebrate an anniversary of sorts. The town was sleepy and the streets empty thanks to the tourists staying home in fear of Irene. We were able to walk right up to the bar at Husk and sample two of their highly raved about cocktails: the Copper Lantern and the Swizzle. I am a sucker for anything retro, and I'm in love with the new retro cocktail trend. While the Swizzle was excellent, the Copper Lantern was the kind of cocktail recipe that will survive for the next 100 years...smooth, honey-flavored, belly-warming deliciousness.
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