You know the feeling. You open your mailbox with a sliver of hope – maybe today there’ll be something special in there.  You’re greeted instead by a pile of advertising brochures, tax statements, and worse: bills to pay.  Once or twice a year, around your birthday and December holidays, handwritten cards may appear.  Some are as bad as bills, Hallmark cards personalized only with Dear You, and ending with Love, Us.   If your name is common enough, you could swap your card with your neighbor’s and no one would be the wiser.

To mark our one-year anniversary, I offered to create signature cocktails, so we could raise our glasses together and celebrate our unique group. Each cocktail’s ingredients had to include the letters, T, S, R, & P. And to accommodate different palates, budgets, and the limitations of our fridges and cabinets, I offered choices with different flavor profiles.