Frozen rosé. Enough said, right? My mom and god mother hosted a funeral for their blender once. People showed up in suits! It was the early nineties. They drank a lot of daiquiris. So, I suppose the joy of an icy blended bev is in my blood.[...]
Frozen rosé. Enough said, right? My mom and god mother hosted a funeral for their blender once. People showed up in suits! It was the early nineties. They drank a lot of daiquiris. So, I suppose the joy of an icy blended bev is in my blood.[...]