Hey-Ho—Mrs. Ampolo here again. Last time I visited, I was touting summer oatmeal—my fave breakfast, made even cooler by frozen fruit. Lest you think Mrs. Ampolo is a granola-crunching, Birkenstock-wearing earth mother (and, I admit, I am) here’s another summer recipe that I just invented five minutes ago, that is deliciously non-earth mother.

First get yourself a bottle of Pinky vodka. Yes, it’s pink—and flavored with wild strawberries—and believe it or not, Mrs. Ampolo is anti-flavored-vodka. She’s a plain old Grey Goose or Ketel One kind of gal—no citrus, no nothing. (‘ceptin mebbe olives.)

But Pinky—it was a Christmas gift from good old Chuck and Lynn, I think because they liked the bottle and name—but it has started something around here.

Okay—here’s the summer cocktail. Put four or five frozen (from the freezer—don’t even consider thawing) strawberries in your glass. Pour a couple ounces (or so) of Pinky over the berries. Add a few ice cubes if your aim is to get it really cold—satisfy yourself with the frozen berries if you’re looking for pretty. And if this is for company? And you feel the need and calling for garnish? Add mint leaves. Sugar them if you must, but that is so not South Beach. That’s your Pinky. And I’d like credit please. Pinky vodka manufacturers? Are you out there? I’ll take my pay in cases.