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The new spring / summer 2011 G&T trend

This evening I'm selflessly staying at home, sitting outside in my garden (albeit in my new Mac - just to take the chill off the air) and sipping on two different G&T's. It's a tough life, but someone has to do it. And this is not easy decision. This choice will influence many happy summer sunshine moments: how fatal if it weren't perfect!

As legend goes: in the beginning there was G&T. And it was good (generally served with a slice of lemon, or maybe even pink - with a splash of Angostura Bitters.) Lets call this version The Little Black Dress - it's a classic.

But as evolution continued the slice of lemon was lost and in it's place a splash of Elderflower Cordial was added to the glass. And this was good too.

But the sands of time continued to trickle through the hour-glass, the following summer plain Elderflower was no longer good enough. No, the people wanted more. So they added Elderflower and Pomegranate cordial. And this was very good.

This year I'm looking to take the G&T to the next level.

The requirements of this drink: something that will say refreshing, awesome, satisfying, relaxing and most importantly - how about another.

So this evening, while wondering the isles of Waitrose I stumbled upon Blackberry & Russet Apple cordial AND Cox's Apple & Plum cordial. Now how is a girl to choose? It was simple: I'd have to get both! 

The two stiff competitors

So that leads me to now, the garden and a glass of G&T with Cox's Apple & Plum cordial on my left hand side and a glass of G&T with Blackberry & Russet Apple cordial on my right.

I thought this would be a tough decision, what with them both sounding delicious. But as I continue to type my left hand seems to be striking out more than my right. And I have to say that I agree with it.

Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present the G&T for the spring summer 2011 season:

G&T with Cox's Apple & Plum cordial


Lucky

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