KNOCKOUT PANDA PUNCH
When I was a youngster, a peculiar word given the fact that I’ve never heard anyone use (it is in the dictionary, however) the word “oldster”, I would see in an advertisement, a restaurant or at the home of one of the adults my parents knew who imbibed, a mixed drink...a cocktail, an exotic, what appeared to be refreshing, adult beverage that I was fascinated by. Fascinated by the swirling tropicalesque colors not found in nature, colors that offered promises of romantic adventures, playful Polynesian girls in grass skirts, and eternal-internal refreshment. It would take years before it would sink in that these colors were lying while laughing about the first two: the adventures, and the girls. However, I was made quite aware, quite young, about the last. I learned early the important lesson...all that glitters is not gold.
After much cajoling I finally convinced one of the adults in my small circle of awareness to let me have a wee taste of their libation and experience what Madison Ave. called a “Taste Sensation” They gave in...I took a tiny sip... I believe it was a Daiquiri...
It tasted like finding out there is no Santa Clause - Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy all at the same time from my best friends worldly older sister. It was the most disgusting, sickening sweet flavor I had ever forced down my to my junior palette. What a waste of good sugar I thought. I knew Whiskey and beer tasted bad to me - My father would always give me a sip at Christmastime - just to see me grimace. He believed alcohol was supposed to taste ill - to keep kids from drinking. But, I would have rather had a shot of my Father’s Christmas whiskey. Than expose my tastebuds to yet again to another Madison Avenue lie. Thus ended my captivation with cocktails
To this day I do not enjoy mixed drinks... I still think they are a waste of good sugar... and as some misguided people do they try to fool you with their good looks, charm, and empty promises - I was leading a cocktail free life until I discovered the Gr00vyLånd Summertime, NON-ALCOHOLIC, truly refreshing drink of choice - based on a recipe I learned while living in China studying the art, music, poetry and prose of the BoTai Panda. It is the same recipe taught to me by my BoTai hosts HuMi and her mate Yehyu. Regrettably, only one ingredient has been omitted - essence of the rare BlueBamboo, an enjoyed by all ages, mildly psychotropic, staple of the BoTai made from distilling the leaves and flower of the BlueBamboo plant.
BlueBamboo, which can be found growing in remote regions all over the world is a powerfully versatile plant producing many useful and life enhancing products...from permanent textiles to a non-polluting fuel - from a miracle medicine that cures parkinsons, - to a recreational drug that is safer than alcohol. Unbelievably, for insane political reasons, mere possession of BlueBamboo, essence of BlueBamboo, or any it’s products, is illegal in all but four states in this country. In some areas getting caught with “The Big Blue” carries the same penalties as kidnapping. Sad. Therefore, since Gr00vyLånd is not located in one of the four states whose government doesn’t believe in the practice of turning its honest citizens into criminals, we must leave out this, grows in the ground like a tomato, miracle gift from the PureGiraffe. This omission has no effect on the delicious flavor of the drink that tastes like it looks: cool, clean, and refreshing - the drink that doesn’t misrepresent itself - finally an honest cocktail that anyone can easily make.
Stay cool this summer and enjoy the drink that is good and good for you - enjoy what we here at Gr00vyLånd simply call PANDA PUNCH. The actual ancient spaghetti script word the BoTai use is too difficult and too spatial to pronounce. The literal translation is... Then, we drank this - Now, we drink this - Soon we shall drink again, this.
Here’s the now non-secret recipe as given to me by HuMi and Yehyu (sans blue bamboo) .
or as it is written in the ancient spaghetti script of the BoTai œ∑†åßƒ...∂ƒ√ç√≈Ω
Wash your hands and feet / face west / burp / and never make while sad.
Fill a large tall glass with ice made from spring or filtered water
Squeeze the juice of one eighth of a lemon (or lime)
Pour one part fizzy water over ice from a distance of 4cm from rim of glass
add 2 parts organic apple juice from half the above distance
stir vigorously - VERY IMPORTANT - STIR ONLY - DONOTSHAKEDONOT SHAKEDONOTSHAKE
Go outside - lay in your moon-hammock sip slowly and enjoy
REPEAT AS NEEDED
P.S. I have kept my trip to China where I lived with the painfully creative, obscenely prolific, and sweet smelling Botai (a subspecies of non-bear that can only be found in China living near factories that make low-end toy synthesizers) I have kept this trip, payed for by viewers like you, a secret - until today. Well friends, the jig is up - the cat’s out of the bag - the fat lady has sung or as the BoTai so eloquently put it - I jumped out of my moon-hammock, baby.
My next post will be a full report on my trip to China where I embraced BoTai Pandamonium, immersed myself in their culture and learned all I could about their language - religion - history and day to day living. But, most important, I started down the path that leads to PureGiraffe. I am learning how to be BoTai Panda, the most creative, prolific, honest, and sweet smelling authors of creation in the known Andyverse.
just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\