We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
All of us at Maggie's Farm enjoy a Bloody Mary at brunch. Extra horseradish, please. Some of us prefer it made with Spicy Clamato, or sometimes as a Bloody Bull (with beef bouillon - canned beef broth, added, which is the way Bill Buckley liked it).
At a nice restaurant at Sugarbush they make something that is new to me for apres ski - a Hot Bloody Bull. They make a Bloody Bull, then stick that air-heater thing they use for making cappucino into the mug to heat it up.
I have always liked a few beers after skiing in 5 or 10 degrees all day, but this is a good find. It's almost a complete meal, too - vegetable, protein, and alcohol. Two of these beverages are perfect as a medicine to combat the growing public health crisis of frostbite.