Cocktail and Gazpacho c/o McCrossens

About two weeks ago a new roommate entered into the apartment. It was an arduous task, finding a new roommate, but I think A. is going to work out just fine. In an effort to establish a basic understanding of one another I thought it might be nice to grab a drink the first Friday he was in town, which is what we did. I decided to try a new cocktail, the name of which I forget. I know this, it had aperol in it, and something fizzy. I liked it. My mom was a fan of aperol and so I do think of her a little when I drink it.

I also couldn't resist the gazpacho, which was nice and creamy, cool and rich.

Good times.