Blue Long Island Iced Tea นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" Blue Hawaii*." " Great! I'll have that Hawaii stuff. " I requested, drawing a laugh from the man behind the counter. With enviable dexterity, he put the ingredients in the cocktail shaker and beat it well, pouring it into the long drink glass along with the soda, decorating everything according to the requested theme. "There you go, miss. Enjoy the taste of Hawaii!" He handed me the drink and I smiled broadly, thanking him. I took a sip of the blue liquid and started an internal battle to decide which of the two drinks I had tried so far was my favorite.

He then made a hand gesture while continuing, "The drink itself is amazing, but it is very heavy on the alcohol. Ms. Garner downed three glasses in one go." Hannah's expression crumbled even more. She knew very well what Long Island Iced Tea was. It was an incredibly popular cocktail that was concocted by mixing five different types of strong alcohol as its base. As its name suggested, Long Island Iced Tea looked like an ordinary glass of iced black tea. No one could taste the alcohol when they took their first sip of this drink. The alcohol in this drink was so concentrated that many people would be blackout drunk after their first glass.

Selena instantly recalled her lover's body, who enjoyed Vanesha's game on top of his. Selena cried uncontrollably. Was her sacrifice and affection insufficient for Daniel after all this time? "Here," the bartender said a few moments later, handing her a glass of a really nice-looking cocktail. "What's this?" Selena was surprised to see a blue drink with fruit on the glass. "I ordered a strong alcoholic, not a soda," she protested. "That's the specialty drink here. It looks pretty but tastes so strong," the bartender kindly said. Selena grinned in disbelief; she knew that a powerful alcoholic drink wouldn't be presented like a blue soda on the beach.

And, of course, I would make a blue cake. I put two drops of blue food color into the icing mixture, which was only made from whipped cream, to create a very light blue. It was going to be the base color, and I wanted the lightest one because I would decorate it with darker blue.

I gasp. My eyelids fly open. “What is it?” Mitch asks with great interest. Standing, as well. Blue had not been a hue I’d contemplated, for fear it would meld right into the ocean scenery. No, I want something that grabs and commands attention. I immediately visualize a shade so rich and brilliant, a blue-turquoise so sensational, it truly would be a beacon. Turquoise and white. With a darker blue or possibly black as a faint enhancement around the fringes to make it all pop.

The colorful lei around his neck was gorgeous, the many plumeria flowers in shades of pink striking against his tanned skin. “Aloha! May I get you something from the bar?” he asked with a cheerful tone. “Mmm, what do you recommend, Keanu?” Ritchie teased, eyeing the man and reading his name off his hotel tag. “Passion fruit margarita is a favorite on the island,” he suggested with polite eagerness. “Yes, I’ll take that.” Ritchie stretched, flexing his long legs across the lounge chair with pleasure. “And take one to the cute guy over there

My hair was flowing down my back and my makeup was mysterious. “Let's go to the bar….” Blue screamed into my ears. “Sure….” We walked to the bar where there were a lot of drinks. This was a surprise party and people showed up like this. I guess Orion wasn't just a biker gangster. Blue handed me a drink. It was blue like her hair. I took and stared at her suspiciously, “What did you do?” “What? Drink up….” I looked at the drink, sniffing before turning its contents into my mouth. The bitter-sweet taste gripped me. As it washed down my throat, it burnt me.

He simply adjusts the microphone. And then — ignoring every woman in the room — he looks straight up at me. “Mr. Logan sent these for you.” A waiter materializes at our booth like a summoned spirit and sets two cocktails down in front of us. I lift mine and take a careful sip. The drink is impossibly blue, sweet, cool, and dangerously refreshing — like it was designed to make bad decisions feel reasonable. I hadn’t planned on drinking tonight. Not after last time. But surely one glass won’t knock my common sense completely offline.