Monday, May 23, 2011

Bucket of Beer

Ninety degree weather. Humidity so thick you almost need scuba gear to breathe. It must be summer in Florida again, or as I like to call it, bucket of beer weather. Yesterday, Mark and I made our usual trek up to the 'Drive', and sucked down a few brews. Honestly, I would rather be drinking my beer on Sunday afternoon in an air-conditioned bar, but my favorite bartender has moved outdoors. What I can't fathom is the fact that people lived here before the invention of air-conditioning.  Imagine what that smelled like. I was a spent, wet rag, after only an hour of sitting out there.

As bad as South Florida summers are, I still remember the heat waves we would endure back in Chicago. My family didn't have air-conditioning until I was seventeen years old, and for those first seventeen years, we made do with fans, Kool-Aid, and our  basement. Yes, back in the nineteen fifties the only way to beat the heat was go down into the basement. It was smelly, and damp, but at least five degrees or more cooler than the rest of the house. At night I would sleep up in my second floor bedroom, in seersucker, shorty pajamas, while the large window fan would whine away. It was like sleeping in hell. When I think back about those days, sitting down in that spider filled basement, or trying to sleep in that stifling hot attic, I can only think of how nice it would have been if mom had helped us out with a nice bucket filled with ice and beer.

8 comments:

  1. gallenstudios.comMay 23, 2011 at 9:03 AM

    I remember those days living in Chicago in the 1950s and 60s before air-conditioning well. The large box window fan, the uncomfortably humid nights, and ice cold wash clothes covering my forehead. Why are you guys wearing those hot shirts. You need to have tank tops on or light rayon Hawaiian shirts like have for sale at my e-bay store. They are on sale now with free shipping!

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  2. I for one would not want to see either of these guys in a tank top.

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  3. I used to love the summers - with the window fan blowing hot air over us as we tried to sleep - back then I loved the heat and humidity. Now, not so much. Though right now, I would like a string of warm sunny days to kick off the summer! The beer did look inviting.

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  4. All I know about Florida comes from Dexter, Miami Vice and one trip down to visit the alligators. Aren't you supposed to be wearing Hawaiian shirts or mesh shirts with your teats showing? Also is there a moat to keep the alligators out of the outdoor bar?

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  5. Hostess, the alligators are filleted, and deep fried, and served as bar snacks. they taste like chicken that's been marinated in swamp water. Delicious.

    Sue, I now hate summer, and love winter. I assume if I still lived up north, it would be the opposite. By the way, can't we speed up that global warming so I can move back to Chicago?

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  6. Does your favorite bartender make a good mojito? I love a good mojito with fried snacks, and the mint makes my breath smell good if I get lucky.

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  7. Hostess, I'll have to ask her. All I know is when I ask for a vodka soda, I get a 'VODKA!' soda.

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  8. I guess Vodka is Tao.

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