The limes in the second picture aren't the same limes as those in the first picture, by the way.
Today I finally had a chance to try it out in martini form (which is the best of all forms).
Key lime pie, the way Hemingway would have appreciated it:
Key lime infused vodka
Vanilla vodka
A splash of whipped cream vodka
A smidge of Rose's sweetened lime juice
A packet of Splenda (them limes are Tart)
Milk
And no pie is complete without a Graham cracker crust...or rim.
It really does taste like I'm drinking a key lime pie. I wonder what other desserts I can convert into booze.
Hpnotiq liqueur is gross. It's gross mixed with Sprite. Gross mixed with cranberry juice. Gross mixed with Sprite and cranberry juice.
Pearl caramel vodka is gross. Gross mixed with apple juice. Gross mixed with apple juice and Applejack brandy. Gross mixed with apple juice and Applejack brandy and Fireball cinnamon whisky. And it takes a lot for something to be gross when mixed with Fireball cinnamon whisky.
Three Olives watermelon vodka is odd. It tastes like a Jolly Rancher. I think it would be better combined with real fresh watermelon. Or maybe a big old watermelon needs to be filled with watermelon vodka.
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Sue Grafton: Grafton has gone with the most basic of organizational structures – the alphabet. A is for Alibi, B is for Burglar, C is for Corpse…she can keep going for 26 books with a very small outlay of mental effort in the naming department. I think she’s up to V now (for Vengeance, not Vendetta), so it looks like she plans on squeezing every last drop out of this series. 
J.D. Robb: Robb is the futuristic-mystery-novel-writing alterego of romance writer Nora Roberts. Her series naming scheme is less intuitive than Grafton’s when it comes to figuring out which book comes next in the series. Her books are called the “In Death” series because they each end with “In Death.” Conspiracy in Death. Glory in Death. Strangers in Death. Naked in Death. Origin in Death. You get the idea. There are already over 30 books in this series, and it seems like they can go on as long as the dictionary keeps spitting out nouns. 
Janet Evanovich: Since the alphabet gimmick was already taken, Evanovich hopped on the number wagon instead. Her series is about a female bounty hunter who only takes the job out of desperation for some quick cash, and the first book was called One for the Money. Next came Two for the Dough. Then, Three to Get Deadly. And of course, Four to Score. They get even more painful after that. I think she’s up to 13 now, but I’ve stopped counting. 
Jasper Fforde: You can go the nerdy route like Fforde and make literary references in your titles (and in your books). See if you can catch the very sneaky references in these titles: The Eyre Affair. The Fourth Bear: A Nursery Crime. Something Rotten. He also has The Well of Lost Plots and Lost in a Good Book. Side note: if you’re into nerdy elitism and literary references, his books are full of both and have been described as Zany (not by me).
Tamar Myers: Tamar Myers stands out among the many mystery novel writers who go the punny route. She has a "Pennsylvania-Dutch" culinary-themed series (no, seriously, it says that on the cover) with titles like Butter Safe than Sorry, Too Many Crooks Spoil the Broth, Batter Off Dead, Hell Hath No Curry, The Crepes of Wrath, Gruel and Unusual Punishment, and Between a Wok and a Hard Place, just for starters. There are many, many more. She also has a "Den of Antiquity" series that includes A Penny Urned, So Faux So Good, Poison Ivory, Gilt By Association, Baroque and Desperate, and Monet Talks. I wonder if she has a staff working around the clock to come up with titles. 
Gillian Roberts: Roberts has proven that you don’t necessarily have to stick with the same series theme, unless you want to confuse your readers. Her Amanda Pepper (English teacher turned detective) series started with a location theme: Caught Dead in Philadelphia, Philly Stakes, and I’d Rather Be in Philadelphia. Then they went through a vague phase: With Friends Like These, In the Dead of Summer, The Bluest Blood. And then she hopped on the pun bandwagon and didn't look back, this time hitching the puns onto character names. Adam and Evil. Helen Hath No Fury. Claire and Present Danger. Till the End of Tom. She even had a contest, which I entered, to name one of the books. I personally prefer my Toby Or Not Toby over the winning entry: A Hole in Juan. And she had the good sense to end the series with All’s Well that Ends. Side note: I did receive an email reply from Gillian Roberts saying that she enjoyed my entries, and the Toby one made her laugh out loud. Fat lotta good that did me.
Denise Swanson: Swanson named her books so you can be sure to not get too attached to the unlucky murderee. Murder of a Botoxed Blonde. Murder of a Sweet Old Lady. Murder of a Royal Pain. Murder of a Real Bad Boy. Not exactly poetic, but the titles get the job done. 
Michael Pearce: What do you get when you have a mystery novelist who wants to write off lavish travel expenses? A Dead Man in Naples. A Dead Man in Barcelona. A Dead Man in Istanbul. A Dead Man in Athens. 
Joanne Fluke: And last, but certainly not least, we have Joanne Fluke. Her novels might not have clever titles, believable characters, or coherent plots, but they do have recipes. The Blueberry Muffin Murder. The Cream Puff Murder. The Lemon Meringue Pie Murder. The Peach Cobbler Murder. The Cherry Cheesecake Murder. This makes me wonder if she has a cookbook with all her murder mystery recipes compiled. 
