It turns out I now have TWO PAIRS of the ‘read books’ socks! Colour me gleeful?!?! This week’s zine-drink review thanks to a new patient Patreon supporter is all about the black and white, and the burnt? visual descriptor: black and white socks in clear plastic packaging with the word ‘books’ visible; front: T2 black and white sachet with ‘crème brûlée’ handwritten, and A5 photocopy black cover zine with words in white ‘Lin-Manuel Miranda Eldritch Erotica’. Bright blue and purple in background. second photo: speckled benchtop, teabag filled with dark brown leaves with light brown tag.
zine: Lin-Manuel Miranda Eldritch Erotica by Black Book Shoppe
drink: T2 crème brûlée black tea (with milk, and sweetened with maple syrup)
At the beginning of the year, there was a zine fair in one of the rooms at the State Library, and I bought a bunch of zines which I then packed goodness-knows-where but have recently unearthed as my unpacking and organising has gradually occurred over the months between bouts of transferring what has been read to shelves, and so on.
The ‘Eldritch Erotica’ zine series is one of a few available from Black Book Shoppe (though their online shop is closed at present). If you’re a Melburnian, I’m pretty sure you can find it at Sticky Institute, if you ask the folks there nicely!
So…you’re on a choose-your-own-adventure date with Lin-Manuel Miranda. You choose to explore an abandoned theatre. Being the orchestra nerd that I am, I can’t pass up the temptation to explore the orchestra pit in said theatre. There’s broken music stands around, and a very out-of-tune piano which we start to play together. It’s a pretty eerie, spooky setting, but definitely a memorable date! You slip into the wings ahead of Lin, and play hide-and-seek for a bit before kissing. We find a trapdoor, which he opens and we go down a ladder into a basement. He is humming loudly, and you join in, and he then seduces you. You try to ask about scars on his face, but you’re breathless.
You can’t seem to recover your breath post-passionate dalliance, and he comes close to you again, and you die swiftly.
I let my T2 tea brew for far longer than the 3-5 minutes suggested because I love ridiculously strong tea, but somehow have still managed to add too much milk! I used maple syrup instead of sugar because I didn’t want to wrestle with the honey dispenser, and the whole combo ended up smelling and tasting pretty damn delish. I would get tea flavour again! It’s good that they also seem compostible – sometimes, teabags have a staple or aren’t fully biodegradable. One mug feels like a damn tease, which incidentally fits the zine’s theme above pretty well!
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