Mexaratinis and Fedoras for Cinco de Mayo
It was an ordinary Saturday. I grabbed my tennies and my dog, and off we went for our daily walk around the block. But, what I saw, as we turned the first corner, was anything but normal.
And what I saw, to this day, still leaves me wondering if it really happened, or if I was seeing things, likely due to too many Mexaratinis the night before.
Paul, in shorts. And an old t-shirt. Mowing his lawn.
I met my neighbor Paul earlier that year, and I not only liked him but was intrigued by him, something that doesn't happen often. Perhaps it was his Jim Carrey-like animation and quick wit, his English accent, or the fact that he wore a suit, French cuffs, and a fedora...
Out to dinner, dancing at the clubs, drinking a few cold ones at the Thirsty Thursday ballgame, and even on sales calls around town... in the dead heat of Summer. Suit, French cuffs, fedora. He could have easily been the fifth Beatle, the seventh member of the Rat Pack, or a blonder twin to Don Draper.
Enchanting (and occasionally pissing off) just about everyone who crossed his path... especially the ladies.
We grew to become great friends, despite the fact that I "eat like an American" with my fork and knife. Must have been because of our shared love of cheeses and port over old episodes of Mad Men. And that we both see the value in classic elegance, especially when it comes to presentation... in clothing, table settings, food, and especially a good cocktail.
When I think of a party, I think of Paul. So drink up, dress up (fedora or sombrero), and live it up. Because we all need a little more "Paul" in our lives.
Happy Cinco de Mayo, and Salud!
Fill a large shaker with ice. Add in 1-1/2 ounces tequila. Fill three quarters up of Mango Orange Juice, and top it off with Pineapple Juice.
Shake, and strain into glasses. Add a Malibu Rum floater and garnish with a cherry and pineapple slice.