Attention: Friends, Romans, fellow alcohol lovers, I have a new signature drink.  The Lychee-tini.  Yes, I’ve typed that word and, amazingly, still have facial hair and testicles.  My first, and we always remember our first, was recently, in Rehoboth Beach – a revelation. Something I have looked at and never taken seriously, like a Zac Efron movie, or my sister.  There’s something about the sweet that, uh, give me one shot and it knocks me out for the rest of the night.  I’m swimming the breaststroke in a lychee-tini pool, infinity and all!

I recently, and by this I mean Sunday, had 3 lychee-tinis at a bar in New York.  This past weekend, I saw Ringo Starr, Angela Lansbury, and chatted up one of the many Billy Elliots -and yet the tini was my highlight.  It was from Lure – at Prince and Mercer.  Fresh lychee juice, gin, lime juice, and fresh cucumber puree.  I drank them like an Amish man cuts corn: smooth, steady, and like I’ve been doing it since I was 13.

Run out and find one in D.C. and when you do, let me know!!!!  I fear my new obsession will keep me locked inside with a collection of ingredients, perfecting my own personal private lychee heaven.  For I know not where they live in the city….

AEK