brandy-and-soda

He tilts back the brandy-and-soda and tells you about disappearing Ambroses, or giant spaceships full of eels, or eclipses that don't happen on schedule, or tiny crucifixions, or God's war on the color blue.

Kenneth Hite's Journal princeofcairo 2006

Once barely sipping at wines, cocktails, brandy-and-soda, she now took to the latter, or, rather, to a new whisky-and-soda combination known as “highball” with a kind of vehemence which had little to do with a taste for the thing itself.

The Titan 2004

His face was quite pale, and he was moving toward the old English grill-room, where Hibbs happened to be, consuming a brandy-and-soda with a friend of about his own age.

The Financier 2004

W.T. put his brandy-and-soda down on the glass-topped cane table, and blinked at his son in mild astonishment.

The White Cottage Mystery Allingham, Margery, 1904-1966. n 50021032-1 1975

The Great God Dionysus, Lord of the Vine, Ruler of the Revels, Master of the Planting and the Harvest, Bestower of the Golden Touch, Overseer of the Poor, Comforter of the Worker and Patron of the Drunkard, sat silently in a cheap bar on Lower Third Avenue, New York, slowly imbibing his seventh brandy-and-soda.

Pagan Passions Laurence M. Janifer 1967

He made a noisy show of pulling out chairs and calling for the waiter, though all that activity could possibly produce at the Continental was a choice of beer, brandy-and-soda or vermouth cassis.

The Quiet American Greene, Graham, 1904-1991 1955

Some time after I happened to be at the buffet when Norman staggered in and ordered a large brandy-and-soda.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, June 4, 1919. Various

The happy moment with him occurred about the time of the tenth brandy-and-soda, as nearly as I could calculate, and it lasted till the eleventh, when he usually relapsed into gloom again, and became overcast until the next recurrence of the phenomena.

The Heavenly Twins Madame Sarah Grand

My dear Potts, do have a little more brandy-and-soda.

Molly Bawn Margaret Wolfe Hamilton

At the utmost he would, perhaps, toss off a brandy-and-soda, give a tremendous sigh, and ejaculate, "Ah! poor, dear little Bluebell!" and then reflect that he would rather like to meet her again, when there would be no question of marrying -- the only thing he was unprepared to do for her.

Bluebell A Novel Mrs. George Croft Huddleston