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therecipelibrary · 7 months
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Champagne Sauce, Cherry Cordial with beef extract.
-Culinary Wrinkles 1899
Love the font on these.
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vesselforsale · 8 months
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WALLACE STERLING CORDIAL SET OF 8 CUPS | LISTING 
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sims2forever · 22 days
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THE CORDIAL SISTERS
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ajwild220 · 10 months
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Lucy's Cordial imagine
I have a thought about the wounds that have been healed by Lucy's cordial. True, they are invisible, no trace has been left where the wound once was, but I wonder...what about when they come back to our world? The magic of the cordial still runs through their veins. What if, where the wound once was, is left a small sliver of gold, but only in strong England sunlight.
Perhaps Susan had an art class over the summer holiday, and as the sun poured down on the students as they sketched in the garden, something odd happened. A small circle about the size of an arrow tip began to almost glow on Susan's arm. Her friend saw it out of the corner of her eye before turning to an oblivious Susan. Could it have been a reflection? The girl turned her head, looking for anything that could cause it to no avail. She couldn't help but stare for a moment, perplexed; the spot was almost beautiful, too beautiful to be from the sun from our world. She was about to ask Susan when a voice came from above,
"Miss Lenix, is there a good reason you have abandoned your sketch to stare at Miss Pevensie?"
Thoroughly embarrassed, the girl immediately resumed drawing, and when she finally had the courage to look again, the spot was gone. Yet another mystery about Susan Penvensie.
Or perhaps Peter had decided to go swimming with his chums in the river. All of them laughing and messing around, pushing each other over, and play fighting in the water. The sun is shining down brightly as they all begin to exit the water, still laughing merrily. However, when Peter comes out of the river all smiles and golden hair, dripping from head to toe, it is almost as if someone has marked a line all the way from his shoulder blade, wrapping around him to just under his ribcage. It shimmers in the light. Golden like a pot that has been shattered and pieced together with precious metal. Beautiful and dazzling, magnificent. Everyone who saw thought surely their mind was deceiving them. A trick of the light, they convinced themselves. And when Peter finally replaced his loose cotton shirt, the incident was quickly forgotten.
Perhaps Lucy was climbing a tree in their backyard in Finchley barefoot, small legs swaying in the air, perfectly happy as the sun filtered through the leaves. Her mother sticks her head out the window to call in her youngest for a glass of lemonade when a glint catches her eye. A sliver of gold runs the length of Lucy's leg, from her thigh to her ankle. It radiates as if filled with pure light and magic. Very odd happenings for Mrs. Pevensies household.
"Lucy, dear do hurry in please." she calls out, a hint of concern in her tone.
Lucy jumps down from the tree with ease and skips through the yard, followed closely by the eyes of her mother. There the line remains almost a beautiful ornament to its small keeper. However, when Lucy enters through the squeaky kitchen screen door to receive her lemonade, no such mark is to be found. Nothing out of the ordinary, just some small scrapes and muddy knees. As Lucy sits on the counter happily drinking lemonade, her mother can't help but watch her and ponder what strange happenings have come to her household since her children went away.
And just perhaps Peter and Edmund are trying to explain to the girls a play of rugby they learned. The whole process went haywire from the start, but all four were enjoying themselves immensely. Lucy was being of no help; no matter who had the ball or what was happening, she tried to tackle Peter, which always led to a giggling mess. Susan actually tried for the sake of her brothers. Edmund tended to use Peter's generally incapacitated state to make a new play through the chaos. However, as the sun beat down and they continued on, Ed tried to make it between Peter and Susan, who promptly took him down. Lucy hopped on the pile, adding to all the ruckus. When his siblings finally chose to heed the cries of "Get off of me! Peter's squashing my ribs!" they all sat back, smiling and breathing hard. Edmund's shirt had crept up above his stomach, and a fascinating thing happened before their eyes. It was like a beam of light had come from inside, shining with life. They all knew what it was without it being said. The wound from the witch's wand glowed brightly in our world. Wordlessly they looked at one another, but instead of horror, a strange feeling overcame them all. One of peace and light, for the magic of Narnia, flowed through all their veins and shone with a light our world could only dream of.
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acocktailmoment · 8 months
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Turmeric Cordial !
Ingredients:
2 oz. Tamsworth Turmeric Cordial 1 oz. fresh lemon 1/2 oz. honey syrup 3-4 thin slices of cucumber
Instructions: Muddle cucumbers in bottom of a shaker, add all liquid ingredients, and shake with ice. Strain into a coupe glass, and garnish with a cucumber floating on top.
Courtesy: With The Grains,
Quelcy Kogel Photography
This article was not sponsored or supported by a third-party. A Cocktail Moment is not affiliated with any individuals or companies depicted here. 
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smukkits · 1 year
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Made a tasty dandelion cordial~ Gonna try drying the petals and a few other uses as well :3
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propadv · 10 months
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1951 Give Him Drambuie. The Cordial with the Scotch Whisky base
Source: Time Magazine
Published at:  https://propadv.com/alcohol-ad-and-poster-collection/drambuie-ad-and-poster-collection/
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hot take: Cordial is shit.
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sushigal007 · 13 days
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Oh shit, I forgot I still had a draft of these guys to finish up!
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Samuel: It's a great day to study. Samuel: But first, coffee.
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Samuel: Fascinating! Yes, absolutely riveting stuff, I'm sure all my followers are thrilled and entertained. Samuel: You're the one who told me to do this, I had other plans.
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OK, fine, I can take a hint.
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Samuel: This is a college student. Idgaf, your crappy TTOs didn't exactly give me a lot to work with.
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Kimball: I'm just gonna make my own date, if that's all right with you. Go nuts.
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I just hope it's up to a higher standard than your other robots.
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Samuel: Well, while you're here, wanna dance, beautiful? Devine: Sounds more fun than class, sure!
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Devine: Who even is this guy? Samuel: Can I ask you a question? Devine: So long as it's not creepy.
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Samuel: Do you like grilled cheese? Devine: I do!!! Samuel: Oh thank God. You're welcome.
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Samuel: Here, your shoulders must be aching after carrying this whole update.
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Devine: I could get used to this. College first.
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Smoochies!
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Kimball: I made more robots today, if you care. We both know that I do not.
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Samuel: And now, back to studying.
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tenth-sentence · 7 months
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"But you have," said Caspian.
"The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader" - C. S. Lewis
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kilianromero · 1 year
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Friday & Cordials (1963)
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peggiecartre · 2 months
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Homemade Berry Cordial
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1959 Hiram Walker’s Cordials
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sims2forever · 23 days
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THE CORDIAL SISTERS
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truths89 · 1 year
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In life, when I close doors, I do not pick my own locks; no matter how tempting the knocks. I have no desire to make a paradox of my spiritual development, and its nonlinear clocks.
Zisa Aziza
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megahorous · 1 year
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Quick Poison greeting Dan !
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