When I think of a Tom Collins, I think of pool parties, Pucci coverups and surreptitious sips from a parent's tall, sweating cocktail glass. The drink I remember was made with bottled, pre-made Collins mix. It was very sweet—perfect for 12-year old taste buds—with that ... [Read More] [2 Comments. Please leave another.]
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