Hello World and Welcome to Drink du Nuit. Several years ago we started a small Facebook blog that offered up cocktail recipes, stories, reviewed new music, and basically became part of many of your night-cap rituals. After much persuasion from our loyal readers and a desire to expand the dialogue and reach more people, we […]
Growing up in Detroit, you learned about those purple and gold Crown Royal bags before you ever knew what Crown Royal was. I use to stash my top secret special marbles in one that my older uncle gave me. He always seemed to have tons of them. In college I fell back in love with […]
In the midst of planning my Thanksgiving cocktail menu and picking up supplies, I spotted a late 40 something cougar-ish delight squeezing melons and rubbing gourds for what appeared to be her Turkey Day Cornucopia and I thought to myself,”Damn… I would like to be her horn of plenty.” So to simmer myself down and […]
The Leaves have changed, the Winds are brisk, and Night greets us a little earlier each day. It’s officially cuffing season. What’s cuffing season you ask? It’s that time of year when people, who typically proudly waive the I’m single and free to mingle flag, find themselves desperately hunting for that, “We can stay in […]
“Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.” How do you handle your fears? What drink calms your nerves after a fright?
Have you ever made a classic drink, a little bit different than everyone else? What was your way of doing it?
Eve’s Bayou closes with the lines: “Memory is a selection of images. Some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. Each image is like a thread. Each thread woven together to make a tapestry of intricate texture and the tapestry tells a story and the story is our past.” If I were to tell my […]
he 20’s were an amazing time, where I was able to explore most of life’s truest experiences. I have loved, I have laughed, I have cried, I have lost, and most importantly I have failed and learned to rise from it and live another day. I often call it my phoenix period as the 20’s […]
My Great-Great Aunt Clyde at 97 years of age explained to me that the secret to her living so long was that she lived each day on purpose. A very religious woman, she explained to me that each day she asked God to keep her going for as long as there was a purpose for […]
Ever felt like you couldn’t find an opportunity? Perhaps you were meant to make them and not find them. Drink on that.