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A Moscow Mule always makes me think of my Mum. She can tolerate alcohol even less than I can, but growing up, this was her drink of choice.

Now we are both older and a little more eccentric, we still fall back on Halcyon days, but with an air of sophistication (we like to think).

So, a hint of Spice, a waft of Earthy Warmth and a kiss of Tart yet Sweet Citrus, it really is the drink of Winter….

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