Mojitos top my list of classic cocktails; they’re always classy and always delicious. I’ve had countless mojitos in my time as a legal drinking adult, and save for one unfortunate incident with a dark rum mojito, they are yet to disappoint me.
Apart from being delicious, the mojito has always seemed to me a particularly old-fashioned drink. Having investigated this further, I have discovered that the drink has a very illustrious history. It seems Ernest Hemingway himself was devoted to the mojito after it was first mixed up in Cuba in the 40s; and Ernest Hemingway was a very dapper man. Legend has it that he would frequent Bodeguita de Medio, a bar in Havana, where he would take his mojitos without sugar, but with a twist of grapefruit. Oh Hemingway. I feel like his literary spirit must linger amid the other spirits that mingle to create the mojito I continue to enjoy in 2011. Just a theory.
Not all mojitos were created equal. That is why I popped into the Green Room Lounge Bar in Enmore with my friend Alyssa last Friday night, for the mojitos there are perfect concoctions. We had a lovely mojito date, spending happy hour in earnest discussions of travel, lingerie, blogging and the like. Speaking of which, you can check out Alyssa’s blog here.
1950s bakelite bangles: Peppergreen Antiques, Berrima
1950s necklace: Camden Passage markets, London
Hair flower: Sportsgirl