Blueberry Cheesecake Martini

Some days, you look up baffled. Everything was going so smoothly. The chores were done, the kitchen cleaned and tidied and all that was left was to make a simple supper for you and your man. A supper you should have been able to make in your sleep with one hand tied behind your back…

and somehow, this happens…

You’re not sure why, or how it happened. It just did. Some freak accident tornado rolled through your kitchen and dirtied every single pot and pan within arms length – and all the forks to boot – with only one butter knife surviving to tell the tale.

That’s when you decided, screw it. Throw a cocktail shaker on to that pile of things to clean up because the only way I am getting through this is with something strong.

 

 

 

True story. Swear to God.

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