It has come to my attention that some people around the internets have no idea with Lillet is.
Lillet is a wine aperitif and comes in several varieties, the most popular being the original, Lillet Blanc. I say “original” loosely, since the formulation was changed in recent times to remove the original addition of quinine, which the company no longer figured was necessary and also, would make the aperitif smoother. It is served well chilled or on the rocks, and usually with the addition of a citrus twist. I prefer a blood orange twist, due to my sweet tooth, but lemon is also a nice option. And no, I didn’t get fond of it because of Hannibal Lecter. I was introduced to it by a German friend who imbibed it with tonic water and cucumber slices.
Why she liked a salad in her drink, I’ll never know.
You can also use it in cocktails such as the very famous Vesper (thank you, Sir Ian Fleming) and the Corpse Reviver. It’s a nice staple to have on hand when you have company coming over and really don’t feel like being a mixologist because you spent the entire day getting the house ready and would rather spend time sitting and drinking.
Or hoppy, or maybe barleyish.
Definitely will be winey!!
Anyway, glad to be back from a hiatus involving family, holidays, and some needed contemplation about The Year of the Dumpster Fire. Frankly, I am of the opinion that the Good Lord doesn’t give me anything I can’t handle, so I was able to shrug the small stuff. Unlike most years when everything is small stuff, 2016 actually brought some big stuff out of it’s grab bag. We witnessed one of the weirdest elections this country has ever held, witnessed the split of a political party, witnessed the passing of some culture icons, and witnessed the complete breakdown of unity among Americans of different “races” (intentional quotes). Serious WTF moments right there. I’m not one to get all weepy at the passing of a celebrity, but some were responsible for shaping culture (whether positive or negative is irrelevant), and others left their mark for being far more human than the rest of us. This presidential election was like sunshine, exposing unsavory undercurrents from all sides that hopefully will be disinfected. As to the racial discord, THAT I do get weepy over. And by weepy, I mean ragey. I grew up in a time when EVERYONE aspired to live by Martin Luther King, Jr.’s words and took them to heart. His memory and his work have been sullied by people who foment hatred for money and fame. As to politics, they still make strange bedfellows. And stranger offspring.
Anyway, here’s to a better year, one filled with promise of good things, interspersed with just enough bad to make us appreciate the good. You can’t have one without the other, after all. I may be a Pollyanna, but after 2016, I need to be a bit more realistic 😉
Sometimes we survive by forgetting.
Friend of the blog Tiberius Alatheus is coming for a visit this week, and asked that I have some ingredients for libations in hand: lime juice, grapefruit juice, cremé de menthe, and chocolate liqueur.
I can’t imagine what this will taste like, but the hallucinogenic properties may be epic.
That said, I have a better use for the lime juice.
Grand Raspberry Peach Margarita
- 1 oz. Grand Marnier No. 2
- 1 oz. tequila (I prefer silver, but reposado or añejo will do fine)
- ¾ oz. lime juice
- ½ oz. simple syrup
- fresh raspberries, lime slices, and/or peach slices for garnish
Pour all liquid ingredients into an ice-filled shaker and mix well. Pour all into a pretty margarita glass if you’re a gal, or into a highball glass if you’re a guy. Garnish with the fruit as desired. Or eat fruit while drinking.
As to Tiberius’ ingredients, I shall give a full report next week. Pray for me 😉
It is almost autumn, but you would think we were still in the fifth ring of Hades from the reading on the thermostats. Still, that just means we get to have nice cold libations a bit longer, even though our chestnuts feel like they are already roasting.
Today’s offering is a simple one. I am a fan of ginger ale, but seldom drink it unless I am traveling by plane. It may be just me, but it helps to calm me somewhat. Not that I am a jittery passenger. I just don’t want to feel like throat punching the passenger next to me when he bitches about the lack of peanuts in the bag (True story. The bitching, not the punching).
Limon and Ginger
- one part ginger ale
- one part rum
- lime or lemon wedge for garnish
Pour liquid ingredients into an ice-filled glass, and garnish with the citrus wedge. Yes, limon means “lemon” in Spanish, but lime works well with the drink. Or you can just take the wedge and give it to your dog, and watch as hilarity ensues 😉