I’ve been battling some stubborn bug for over a week now. What started out as a cold had sneakily called in reinforcements and additional air strike support. So now Capt. Bronchitis is enjoying a worn-out welcome and I’m telling you, he’s the house guest that just won’t leave already.

 
But I have reinforcements of my own. A Trinidadian home cure that not only fights back, but knocks me out too so I’m thankfully sound asleep while the fight goes on.

Lime juice for Vitamin C, honey (already in the glass) for its therapeutic properties, and salt as an antiseptic. That’s the daytime, non-drowsy version. For the full strength dose, a shot of alcohol gets thrown in as an additional antiseptic and, for me, as a sedative. Move over, Nyquil. This all-natural puppy will knock me out and put me to bed in about an hour.

 
Single malt scotch is considered natural, yes?

Mix everything up, and down the hatch it goes in one swig.

 
I love the tart, sweet, salty taste of it, which makes the swig quite pleasurable. And with the scotch in there (it’s typically rum or brandy, but our bar is pretty sparse now, and it was either Glenlivet or Bailey’s), the burn as it goes down actually feels quite good, too.

 
Take that, Capt. Bronchitis. Don’t you be enjoying your party too much, now.