Today my dad turns 85 and in his honor, I made him a cocktail. It’s called “The Dancer” because that’s what my dad is. For as long as I can remember, he was always dancing. He met my mom when he was a dance teacher. She was his student. They fell in love and married, and then they danced. They danced on the local Arthur Murray show. That was before I was born.
When I was a child, my dad’s feet were always moving. “Good morning, sunshine!” were often the first words I heard each morning, as he danced around the room to Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, or Rosemary Clooney. They were like guests in our house and a big part of my family. I love their music today because of my dad.
If you met him, the first thing you’d notice is his gentle, kind, and unassuming demeanor. He is all that. But he’s also a dancer. Our house was always filled with people dancing and lots of music.
His collection of dance music is vast. One day I asked him to tell me his top 10 favorite songs so that I could make a mixed tape. “I don’t know how to answer that,” he said.
“Dad, if you were driving in your car and turned on the radio and a song played that you loved, what would that song be?”
“I don’t listen to the radio,” he replied.
“It’s a hypothetical question, Dad,”
“I have thousands of songs that I love; I couldn’t possibly pick just 10.”
“….but if you could, what would some of them be?”
“Really, I don’t listen to the radio.”
But he does dance.
Happy birthday, Dad!
The Dancer Cocktail Recipe
1-1/2 (45 ml) ounces Bourbon
1-1/2 (45 ml) ounces Grand Marnier
1 dash cardamom bitters
Add ice cubes to a tall glass. Add the bourbon, Grand Marnier, and cardamom bitters. Stir briefly until cold. Pour into a glass filled with ice. Add a twisted lemon peel and serve.
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