"You see, I think everything's terrible anyhow..."
— DAISY BUCHANAN, THE GREAT GATSBY
I'm finally breaking my silence. You guys have wrongfully villianized this woman. Jay Gatsby was obsessive, and projected his upper-class aspirations onto her. This dude literally acquired millionaire status, and moved across from her house after years apart due to his fixation on her. That's objectively unstable. Plus, if he was jailed for bootlegging she would've been fucked over. If I was a mother I wouldn't have picked his stalker ass either, like, get real.
She was prioritizing herself, and financial stability between two men who honestly didn't give a fuck about her. That's real.
This is a health warning for Time Agents visiting soda fountains and apothecaries between 1868-1930! Be extremely cautious!
While citric acid is a safe food additive in some eras, from the Reconstruction era through the Great Depression it contains dangerous quantities of LEAD.
In this era, citric acid is made in containers sealed with lead soldering, which would probably be fine if the acid itself wasn’t made from concentrated lemon juice.
Now I know…the urge to hop to 1890’s and enjoy a tart lemon soda at a Victorian era chemist’s counter is overwhelming. But!! There are safer, sanity-saving alternatives.
Instead of taking chances with citric acid, consider a sparkling phosphate soda! Delicious, tangy and completely free of toxic metals. You’ll be saying, “Yum!” instead of dying prematurely of kidney damage and nervous system derangement.
Phosphate sodas are this era’s safe sipping choice! Now, don’t be afraid of the chemically sounding name, this is nearly the same harmless phosphoric acid found in modern Coca Cola, balsamic vinegar and pickles! It will not erode your bones!
Try a tasty hot or cold phosphate soda in all the popular flavors of the era:
Hi everyone, I hope that you are hanging in there. ❤ Here is an early 1920s lookbook for Olga Cortes Huntington, the young wife of former mayor’s son and political hopeful J Huntington III. Olga is the niece of the author Manuel Marquez and greatly enjoys literature and painting. She is currently the mother of one child, a daughter named Luisa. Olga’s traits are Art Lover, Bookworm, and Family-Oriented.
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Actor and theater producer Sir Charles Hawtrey needed some magic when he wandered into the American Bar at London’s Savoy Hotel in the early 1920s, looking for a drink. “Coley,” he said, “I’m half dead. What can you do to make me quite alive?”
The “Coley” in question was Ada “Coley” Coleman, head bartender at the Savoy and, at the time, perhaps the most famous female bartender in the world. Her father died in 1899 when she was 24, and being unmarried found herself with a sudden and somewhat urgent need for a job.
She got hired at a London hotel arranging flowers, then moved to the bar, and then ultimately transferred to the big leagues, to the American Bar at the elegant Savoy Hotel. She was a gifted bartender, endlessly charming, and quickly worked her way up to head bartender, where she served for 22 years.
She hosted Mark Twain, Charlie Chaplain, the Prince of Wales… it goes on and on. “It was she who made the bar famous,” asserts cocktail historian Ted Haigh, and indeed, when she retired in 1925, at least two different London newspapers published articles documenting her legacy.
Ingredients:
1.5 oz Dry Gin
1.5 oz Sweet Vermouth
2 dashes Fernet Branca
1 Twisted orange peel as garnish
Instructions:
Add all ingredients at once to your mixing glass and also add plenty of ice.
Stir until the drink is well-chilled.
Strain into your chilled cocktail glass and garnish with the twisted orange peel.
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I’m going to absolutely explode we need to bring back the vibe and style of dress in the USA from the 1920’s, give me speakeasies, give me flapper girls, give me nice suits and the peak of jazz/swing music & radio, give me silent films‼️‼️‼️‼️
"Girls of a generation ago would not have ventured into a saloon,” she would write. “Girls did not drink; it was not considered ‘nice.’ But today girls and boys drink, at parties and everywhere, then stop casually at a speakeasy on the way home."
This fretful comment [by Pauline Morton Sabin] appeared in a widely distributed pamphlet entitled “Why American Mothers Demand Repeal.”
Text: Daniel Okrent, Last Call
Photo: Keystone-France/Getty Images/Newsweek