Unnatural Exposure

You got any Tylenol?' she asked.
'No acetaminophen with alcohol.' I opened a drawer and got out a bottle of Motrin instead.

Black Bush Irish whiskey

You saute the shrimp so quick their butts barely hit the pan, got it? Chill 'em, and have that as an appetizer. By the way, those and the sauce are on the house.'
'You don't need to…'
She waved me off. 'As for the crab, honey, listen up. One egg slightly beaten, one-half teaspoon dry mustard, a dash or two of Worcestershire sauce, four unsalted soda crackers, crushed. Chop up an onion, a Vidalia if you're still hoarding any from summer. One green pepper, chop that. A teaspoon or two of parsley, salt and pepper
to taste.'
'Sounds fabulous,' I gratefully said. 'Bev, what would I do without you?'
'Now you gently mix all that together and shape it into patties.' She made the motion with her hands. 'Saute in oil over medium heat until lightly browned. Maybe fix him a salad or get some of my slaw,' she said. 'And that's as much as I would fuss over any man.'