first cocktail party

A frequent refrain in our house, as I watch the occasional history program on the telly, comes from my bride. "That's horse hockey" she'll say (or something that means the same)"they don't know that."

This may be one of those stories. I have no idea how anthropologist's do their thing, but according to then contemporary, learned sources, on Sunday March 25, 1917, former Lexington, Kentucky girl, Mrs. Julius S. Walsh (Clara) of St. Louis, Missouri held the FIRST ever cocktail party, for 50 guests at her home, which was located within walking distance from where I type this.

Says the St. Paul Pioneer Press: Clover Leafs, Highballs, Gin Fizzes, Bronx cocktails, Martinis and Manhattans were served.

In honor of the momentous occasion and to honor the Suburban Princess who's natal day is today, let us give thanks, and wishes for many happy returns, or as they once said on this date, Happy New Year.

Toad

Advice for my fourteen year old self

My favorite Scots/Canadian and frequent visitor here, The Suburban Princess has finally published "Advice For My Fourteen Year Old Self " based upon her wisdom and experiences, expanding upon a series of her blog posts from this past summer.

It's written in the style of "things I wished an older cousin had told me". The 14 year old bit may be a bit misleading as I believe the best recipient would be that young woman, graduating high school, or early in college.

A perfect stocking stuffer for the young woman on your list, and her mother.

You may find it here. For a special dedication or signed copy get in touch with the author at the address on her blog.

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