The bedroom is so dark that it takes Gillian a while to realize that the lump beneath the blankets is indeed a human life form. If there’s anything Gillian knows, it’s self-pity and despair. She can make that particular diagnosis in two seconds flat, since she’s been there herself about a thousand times, and she knows what the cure is too. She ignores the girls’ protests and sends them to bed, then she goes to the kitchen and fixes a pitcher of margaritas. She takes the pitcher, along with two glasses dipped in coarse salt, out to the backyard and leaves it all beside the two lawn chairs set up near the little garden where the cucumbers are doing their best to grow.
-Practical Magic, Alice Hoffman
- 35ml tequila
- 20ml Cointreau
- 15ml lime juice
- In a shaker, pour in ice, tequila, Cointreau and lime juice, close the lid and give it a shake.
- With the excess lime rind, wipe it around the edge of a glass, turn the glass upside down and twist it on a plate of salt to rim it.
- Pour the margarita into the glass and garnish with a fresh thin slice of lime.