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A GOOD FRIEND picks you up at the airport; a great one helps you move. But in my book, the best friend is the one who stirs up a batch of her deadly rum punch and delivers it in an icy Mason jar when your kid’s sandbox is the closest you can get to a beach.
I’m blessed with a friend like that, a seasoned Caribbean traveler whose punch recipe was pieced together from the advice of Jamaican fishermen, retired rockers, chambermaids and a faded 1987 issue of Gourmet magazine. Including generous glugs of rum, nutmeg, ginger,…