PokPok Som Tamarind Vinegar with Ginger and Lime {recipe} + Neon Yellow Nails + “Clingy”

Pok Pok Som Drinking Vinegar Tamarind Cocktail, neon yellow pedicure

He was close, but his idea of “clingy” was wrong…

We were seated in the favored booth at a favored Italian restaurant catching up, Canadian doubles style because he had come to dinner alone. As always, no, not really, nothing new with us, so we volleyed the conversation back to his side of the table, far more interesting since he was sort of newly single.

We found photos of the most promising of the recent girls he had been seeing on the internet fairly easily and pulled them up on our phones to share across the table. She was attractive, she wasn’t necessarily a career go-getter, but most remarkably, she was young — a lot younger than us by at least ten years, maybe fifteen — but dated men who were much older and who were, presumably, settled in their careers, settled in their lives, and looking to be settled in love. She was one of those girls who wanted to find a man who would marry her, maybe, but more importantly, take care of her.

“She wanted to…” he started, then a pause ever so short that I couldn’t figure out right away if it was from disgust or disappointment. “…get married or something.” The look that overcame his face made it pretty clear.

Marriage is so disgusting.

And so, he continued to explain, he had to break it off because, well, because he doesn’t want to be with, you know, a clingy girl.

Hm.

Wait, huh?

That’s not clingy. Other words come to mind (and would require a dissertation in defense so I’m not going to say them out blog), but it’s certainly not clingy. I had mentally latched onto the word and wanted to ask him to explain just how “marriage” is related to “clingy,” but dinner was about catching up with him, not debating definitions and delving into deep philosophical discussions about dating. I put it out of my mind for the evening and listened to his stories about her — hot drunken escapades in elevators and dirty rendezvous(-es? -eses?!) in party hosts’ bathrooms.

Which, you know, definitely sounds clingy.

(Other words come to mind for that, too, but I don’t say things like “trashy” and “slut” on this blog.)
Pok Pok Som Drinking Vinegar Tamarind Cocktail Glasses
Clingy is exactly what the word sounds like. Adhesive. Sticky. Easily attaches, and more importantly, stays attached. Usually, in a bad way. Something clingy resists removal, and if removed, and say, even discarded, claws its broken-hearted decaying self out of the compost bin, re-attaches and…

Doesn’t.

Let.

Go.

I get attached easily. To any- and everything. Guys are the obvious subject here, both during a relationship and after. And why is it that the worse the guy, the clingier I am?!

Ok, that’s a problem topic we’ll have to tackle another day. With professionals. And prescriptions.

But clinginess extends to other, actual thing-things (as opposed to, you know, guy-things), and even abstract things. It makes sense with things like photos. Yearbooks. Old journals. These are all things that are records of memories. But I hold onto anything that is seemingly meaningful or important in some other special way. Book reports from 3rd grade. Cell phone bills in month order from 2004. Jewelry from ex-boyfriends. My infant immunization record.

I may only look at these things when I, oh, say, have to pack them all up to move, I may actually use them, oh, probably never again, but it’s important that I have them. Forever. Because you never know when you’re going to need that owner’s manual for your ice cream maker. That you’ve already been using for five years.

That’s not so much clinginess, I suppose, as it is a reality called “hoarder.” (Again, for the professionals?)

So maybe clinginess for me is just the abstract stuff. I scribble a passing, possible to-do onto a list and will not remove it (not cross-out, which means I’ve actually done it, but remove it) even if the universe has determined that it’s not an actual to-do, e.g. “sign up for yoga,” because you know what? If you know in your heart that it’s meant to be, if it’s right, if this is it, then you gotta hold on. You have to fight for it.

For yoga. Or whatever. Anyway.

Ideas. Concepts. Memories.

Seasons.

I’m impossibly clinging to a season that has already passed. It was okay to fully embrace summer on Labor Day because it was, back then, technically still summer and those others who were already looking forward to sweater weather and tailgating were a little too eager. But the official First Day of Fall passed weeks ago and September has now flipped into October.

And I?

I do this every year — trying to hold onto a season that’s inexorably fading into the next one and not letting go of it until we’re so far into the next season that, in this city that only has two seasons to begin with, I’m actually retroactively current. I do it with every season, but I’m the most weirdly obsessive about summer, and most weirdly obsessive this year in particular. I mean, I stood on the back porch steps sipping on a Tamarind Ginger Lime garnished with fresh basil, dressed in a tiny white miniskirt, clear stiletto-heel sandals that I shouldn’t have been allowed to buy back when I did ten years ago, maybe fifteen, and a highlighter yellow pedicure.

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Throughout the rest of dinner, we chatted about this and that over the bites of pasta, pizza, and finally dessert.

He looked wistfully at the cannoli the server placed on the table between us. “My ex loves these. We used to get them all the time,” he said.

He hasn’t stopped talking about his last real girlfriend since they broke up a year-and-a-half ago.

Clingy. Huh.
Pok Pok Som Drinking Vinegar Tamarind Cocktail Glasses

PokPok Som Drinking Vinegar

Pok Pok Som Drinking Vinegar Tamarind Cocktail + neon yellow pedicure
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Tamarind Vinegar with Ginger and Lime {recipe}

I have not yet been to PokPok Thai, the Portland/NYC Thai restaurant from which these bottled drinking vinegars originate. I was so fascinated by the idea of a drinkable vinegar though, that I couldn’t wait to visit the restaurant to try them. I searched and discovered that you can buy PokPok Som online. They are expensive ($17-$19) but they are concentrated so a single bottle goes a long way. Though my additions of lime and basil to tamarind are definitely summery, there’s no reason any of the PokPok Som flavors couldn’t be mixed into any seasonally appropriate drink. Apple and Pomegranate for fall/winter? Of course, pedicure yourself accordingly.

INGREDIENTS

for each cocktail, you will need:
2 tablespoons PokPok Som Drinking Vinegar in Tamarind flavor
1 teaspoon ginger juice
splash of lime juice
ice
sparkling water
lime slices and fresh basil leaves for garnish

DIRECTIONS

For each cocktail, in a glass, stir together PokPok Som Drinking Vinegar, ginger juice, and lime juice. Add ice to fill the glass almost full. Pour in sparkling water to fill glass. Garnish with lime slices and fresh basil leaves.

If you want to make this an alcoholic drink, go ahead and add about 1 shot of whatever liquor you like with the vinegar and juices. I have no idea how it will taste with liquor, though it seems that anything from Bourbon to vodka will work with these Drinking Vinegars.

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  • Marie

    Ohoho I have to try this. Thanks for the story, I’m not to attach to things, I move all the time. The few things I love are at my parents house, just in case.
    Btw, it’s rendez-vous. ;)

  • vinegardrinker

    captain to the enterprise, klingons with yellow nails approaching… well, i think everyone is clingy and a hoarder. it’s a survival thing. only those who cling & hoard will survive. i don’t think it’s a coincidence that the two most famous books about love – great gatsby and remembrance of lost time- are about the past. also, i dunno if you read the maus books but I’ll nvr forget how the dad hoarded hundreds of cigarettes one at a time to bribe the guards to transfer the mom to a safer death camp and thus she survived. hoarding is good! and so are cannolis. maybe this chap will meet a nice girl soon.

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