Another Amber Nectar

Following last week's organisation drive, it seems I'm going to have a busy couple of weeks ahead. At this stage (10pm on a Monday night) it's time for a chilled out evening. I can't quite remember what I was going to Staple this week, it's been troubling me all day in fact - it might have been a CD or a book; maybe even Carluccio's or my new Klingon phone - but then I realised that a recent new favourite is this lovely liqueur. Now Amaretto has a bit of a bad reputation; it's very sweet, and often drunk by grannies. However, just recently, it's become my absolute Staple for a quiet, civilised drink. It's like whisky for the youthful (and untrained) palate, and I suppose my enjoyment of it does come down to my very poorly hidden sweet tooth. One day, I will be a whisky-drinker, but until that day comes, I have Amaretto - it has the same aura of complete relaxedness about it, it's great after a post-dinner coffee, or as an aperitif, with a single icecube. It also dates from as far back as 1525. I think the best thing about it is that, even as I write this, I can't make up my mind if this spirit is a guilty, dirty pleasure that I should be ashamed of, or a real, primal and fulfilling one. In my mind, this conflict represents a true Staple; like listening to a favourite song repeatedly (Roll Deep's 'Shake A Leg' rings a bell) or wearing a £3 Primark tshirt that always gets compliments; something that you're pleased with on several levels. This means it's indispensable. An absolut Staple. Along with other Staples this week:
DiSaronno Amaretto
Greek Mythology
Nokia 7900 Prism with 'The Antiques Roadshow' ringtone
The Cross Kings pub in King's Cross
Making a well thought-out compilation CD
A vintage Zegna cableknit cricket jumper
The Fly magazine