April. For the northern hemisphere, it is spring. For us nearer to the equator, the demise of this month is start of cruel summer. Afternoons become an avalanche of heat and are meant to stay in, awaiting the sundown. And before you get really caught in this rigmarole to stay indoors, to escape the heat, just call some friends over and throw a sundowner.
Seep some favourite fruit in alcohol and spices over night. Keep good bottles of wine chilling in the fridge and just top the jug of sangria with a soda of choice and conversation will be flowing and memorable moments will come to life under air conditioned, fairy light lit roofs.
Below is the recipe of the classic red wine sangria
Red Wine Sangria
1 apple (cut in small cubes as neatly as possible)
1 plum (cut in small cubes as neatly as possible)
3-4 star anise
250 ml Dark Rum/ Brandy ( I used Old Monk Rum – who said the are for winters only)
1 cup clear apple juice
1 bottle red wine of choice
350 ml soda water
- Soak the apples, plums and star anise in rum and apple juice. Keep this in the fridge and let it seep overnight.
- Just before serving, top the jar with the red wine and soda. (Keep every thing chilled)
- Clink Glasses and watch the girls get chatty
Mad Men – I am watching this talked about series and in the middle of season 3. Like the whole world i am trying to decipher the man. A treat to the eyes for all the women out there. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCPawawb1Ck
Movie – Late Spring – Yasujiro Ozu https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQMQnHyUwJM
April Come She Will – Simon and Garfunkel – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PYD-DIggB2k
It Might as Well be Spring – Frank Sinatra/ Nina Simone – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9NVeieLZ60
The First Days of Spring – Noah and the Whale – https://vimeo.com/7799870
Blog – http://www.hintofvanillablog.com – Just this blog transports you into food coma.
Book – A MAN CALLED OVE – by Fredrik Backman http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18774964-a-man-called-ove
Poem – Numbness is never felt.
The Waste Land – T.S.Elliot
APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.