For perfectly clear ice cubes (and why wouldn’t you want your ice cubes to be perfectly clear?), boil the water and let it cool before pouring into trays.
In related news, while we were hanging out on the terrace yesterday evening, he got chilly, so he went in to get a jacket (a particularly soft and handsome one by Mr. Oscar Udeshi). But before he puts it on, he puts on a beautifully understated silver tie.
“Are you going out?” I ask.
“No, I just hate wearing a jacket and collared shirt without a tie.”
I start laughing uncontrollably. (I am wearing yoga pants and a t-shirt, ready for our cozy night in.)
He smirks, sees himself (for a moment) as I see him. “What am I, a farmer?”
PS: That’s homemade bergamotcello (like limoncello) in the Beefeater bottle. I’ll post the recipe sometime.
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