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сердечный привет (serdechnyĭ privet, or in English, hearty greetings), my friends!

Square One Cucumber VodkaToday is Vodka day on Patricia Green Books. Why? Because it’s my birthday, and ice cold vodka is perfect to celebrate a hot summer birthday dinner of chilled caviar, blini, and all the fixin’s. My favorite vodka is Square One Cucumber. It’s an “organic” vodka with a wonderful, crisp taste and smooth finish.

I looked through all my books, and realized that I didn’t have anyone drinking vodka. What an oversight on my part! However, I do have a Belorussian hero in my Daughter of the Moon books. I would imagine he’d enjoy a freezer-chilled shot of vodka now and then. Here’s a little snippet from Daughter of the Moon, Book 1: Surface. This is one of my older books, before the time when head-hopping became a no-no in pop literature, so forgive my old-fashioned prose a bit, please.

You might recall, this book is set in the future, and the customs there are rather more free-wheeling and open-minded. Our hero, Mikhail, has won a weekend with Sonata as a game prize. She’s not so sure she likes it, but when they kiss…

“She’s yours, Mikhail.  Game over,” stated Larry.  “Dinner will be in about twenty minutes,” he announced to all.

“Stand up,” commanded Mikhail looking down at Sonata, and people paused to watch, anticipating fireworks.

Sonata stood slowly, looking both angry and hurt.  Her eyes met his, and he saw her fury.  He liked her anger.  It was evidence of her spirit; something he had been afraid Charles had snuffed out.  Mikhail found her exquisitely beautiful, her green eyes flashing, chin tilted in defiance, fists clenched.

“Kiss me,” he said.  More people turned to watch.  Sonata was tall, but the top of her head still only reached his chin.  She glared at him, but rose on tip toe and kissed his lips, like a sister.  She knew it was not what he wanted and his frown was gratifying.  “No.  Kiss me the way a woman kisses a man she’ll be sleeping with,” he rumbled.  Sly chuckles could be heard all around her.

She blushed crimson, and itched to smack him, but honor was honor.  Both her hands reached around his neck, and pulled his head toward hers.  Her soft lips met his gently, playing upon his firm mouth slowly.  His hands trailed down her back to cup her buttocks and pull her hard against him.  His tongue darted out to tease her lips open, and she lost her breath as his kiss became demanding, forceful.  His tongue plundered her soft mouth, coaxing a response from her which she could not have anticipated.

Her plan to bite him was lost.  She could feel the hardness of his manhood against her belly and felt a warm surge beginning deep within.  The crowd cheered and clapped.  Sonata was surprised at her own disappointment when he broke away from her.

“Much better.” He grinned, perfectly in control.  “Remember where we left off.”  He patted her bottom and strode away.

Sonata stood there for about thirty seconds, her anger returning, feeling somewhat humiliated.  It was just a kiss after all.  But her body felt so tingly, so affected.  Waste!  What was happening here?

Mikhail might be the Belorussian, but I’d have to say that Sonata is the one who needs that shot of vodka right about now.

Here’s my page about Daughter of the Moon, Book 1: Surface, with blurb and buy links and a longer excerpt.

Vodka on the RocksIf you’re not into shots, there are all kinds of drinks that use vodka as a base. One of my favorites is a dry, vodka martini. Here’s my personal recipe.


2 oz chilled vodka
splash of dry vermouth
2 plump, juicy olives (or a twist of lemon)


Put ice cubes in a martini glass to chill the glass down (or you can start with a chilled glass).

After the glass is somewhat chilled, dump out the ice and pour in a splash of dry vermouth. Twisting and tipping the glass, coat the inside with a thin layer of vermouth and then pour out the remainder.

In a shaker, put in a handful of ice and the vodka and shake vigorously for 20-30 seconds. This “bruises” the vodka and takes some of the astringency off the foretaste.

Pour the vodka into the chilled martini glass and garnish with olives or a lemon twist.

That’s your Saturday Sip for today. And here’s the accompanying video! This is “The Vodka Song” by Seamus Moore. I thought it wonderfully quirky to have an Irishman sing about vodka.


  1. Awesome!
    I have to take a closer look at your back list. Maybe the prose is a bit older in style but the excerpt has me intrigued.
    Yes, an Irishman singing about Vodka is certainly quirky.
    Hope you had a wonderful birthday-celebration! :o)


  3. I used to hit the Vodka, and still enjoy it on occassion! You picked a winner in brands 🙂 Happy Birthday – wishing you the very best!

  4. Happy Birthday, Patricia! I loved Daughter of the Moon and in this excerpt I especially liked that Sonata had planned to bite Mikhail, but repented of it. I love a feisty heroine. 🙂

    I used to drink a Ruby Shooter–vodka and cranberry juice. Yum! Have a great rest of your day!

    • I love vodka w/cranberry. Yum. I’m glad you enjoyed Daughter of the Moon. I wish I had time to promote all my babies equally, but they each get some love over time. Thanks for the birthday wishes, Jenna!

  5. Happy Birthday to you!
    Happy Birthday to you!
    Happy Birthday, dear Patricia!
    Happy Vodka Day to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!! XXXX


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