I’d umm-ed and ahh-ed for ages about starting a blog. I love writing, but wondered whether I’d have the motivation to update frequently enough to make it a worthwhile place to visit.
Then this summer I developed a real taste for Bloody Marys. One weekend, we were lounging idly at my friend Dave’s, when the conversation turned to how awesome Bloody Marys are. Within the hour, we’d taxied into town and were sipping the spicy, red goodness to our hearts’ content. I felt like Bill Compton in True Blood.
Then talk turned to blogs and I decided that yes, I would start one. The original idea was – amongst other things – to document my jaunts through the pubs and bars of Leeds as I undertook a quest to find the perfect Bloody Mary. Each Bloody Mary would get a star rating, and a tale to go with it.
In principle, a good idea. But I’ve since discovered that one Bloody Mary pretty much tastes like another in these here parts, and the reviews could get a tad repetitive. I would hope for bigger things (i.e. a stick of celery) from more cosmopolitan cities, but Leeds at the moment isn’t really knocking my socks off Bloody Mary wise.
Regardless, I love the name, and so I’m sticking with it, and there will still be the odd Bloody Mary review on here.
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