pink lemons exist…let’s drink them

After what has been years in the making, my pink lemon tree has produced one pink lemon.

So here’s my lazy girl’s guide to a great drink.

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{cocktail glasses – Anthropologie}

Gin: quantity?  I’m no bartender but my pour is usually dependent upon the day I’ve had.

Squeeze of pink lemon: odds are you probably don’t have a pink lemon, but fortunately for you, a pink lemon tastes exactly like a regular lemon.  Which is kind of a let down when you own a pink lemon tree.

And since I had no mixers, we’re a pretty wine and scotch focused household around here, I topped off with a can of Lacroix, berry flavored to be exact.  Gotta use what you got.

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And voila.  This lazy girl’s summer cocktail.

Give my tree another couple years and we can have another round.

Beefeater Gin Party…Tales of the Cocktail

Every summer in hot month of July, Tales of the Cocktail descends upon New Orleans.  Beverage distributors of all kinds come in from all over the country, to host parties celebrating their brands.

This year, Leaf+Petal had the fortunate opportunity to work with some amazing distributors including El Tesoro Tequila, Ford’s Gin, High West Brewery from Park City and Beefeater Gin.

They were all pretty fabulous, but the Beefeater Party was one of my personal faves.

For one of their events, they hosted a seated dinner at Trinity Restaurant in the French Quarter.  The aesthetic was garden style, utilizing their brand colors as inspiration: ivory, blush, gold and accents of red.

Tables were laid out garlands of eucalyptus, white stock, blush roses, red and white ranunculus and red tulips.

To tie in the gold, we added our antique gold lanterns with additions of gold mercury votive cups.

 Now for next year, I need to work towards getting an invite.

 I may love flowers, but I love cocktails…

a new season for cocktails…

It’s finally cooled down here in Southern Louisiana to a brisk 85 degrees, so that means it’s finally time for fall cocktails.

About this time last year in Texas, I made a Maker’s Cider because for some reason we had nine bottles of Maker’s in our pantry.

Fast forward to this year in our new home in New Orleans.  While at the grocery store I saw it was cider time of year, so I bought an orange, cloves and a bottle of spiced cider.  Went home, then started to put all my ingredients together:

I baked the clove stuffed oranges at 350 for 20 minutes.

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I put the cider in a pot on medium heat.

I went to add whisky and, imagine my surprise, we had none left. I guess moving to a different state and renovating a house for 6 months will do that to your liquor supply.  I’m honestly surprised it was only nine bottles.

But guess what I do have a lot of.  Wine.  Me without a full stock of wine is like The Boyfriend not screaming at the TV on LSU game days.

So I swapped a copious amount of whisky for a bottle of wine.  Either way, win-win.

Other than the wine, there was only one other little change.

Me cider drinking last year vs. me cider drinking this year.

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Apparently the only thing that didn’t change in a year is my love of cocktails and dark nail polish.

wednesdays are for cocktails…

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Today is the first day of fall.  And so to celebrate (as I always do when I’m celebrating) I made cocktails.

I found this pink elderflower rose sparkling lemonade on my last grocery store venture, and since, I can describe it as nothing short of life changing.

I mean, it’s great alone but, as I’ve found with many (all) other things, it’s better with vodka.

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I added a little ice, Ketel One, lime and springs of lavender.   I used to order Stoli but one night when I ordered it, a friend of mine made the comment, “how can you drink that?”.

So now I order Ketel One, which I don’t know if you know this but it tastes like Stoli.  And since I care little for getting reprimanded (ask my mom), I order differently now.

Ketel One it is!

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On another note, I’m currently trying my hand at growing lavender; ask me in three months how that went.

Actually you can ask me now.  It’s dying.  But just another reason to make cocktails!

chi-chi-chi-chia…

After consuming copious amounts of…everything this weekend (I recall some pizza, thai and at least a vineyard of wine), I decided it was time to start my week off healthier.

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Back when I did Whole30 (don’t do it, you can’t drink wine; whatever that’s about), I used to eat chia and fruit every morning.

Actually it might have been for my second breakfast because my first one usually left me starving.

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Mix chia, milk of your choice, sweetener and vanilla extract.

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 It’s no choco-chip pancakes with a side of mimosas (no orange juice please) but does pack a powerful anti-oxidant punch.

And is surprisingly decent good.

weekend…time for cocktails

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Saturday I woke up with the idea I needed to make some Sangria.  I looked online for recipes (hello my dear friend Pinterest) and came to the quick realization, apparently I might not have the patience for making Sangria.

The first recipe I stumbled upon would have me slicing grapes (slicing grapes?!) along with some liquor I’ve never heard of.  I almost lost my thumb last year tying to slice a giant tomato.

Four stitches later, I’m still scared of tomatoes.

So I decided to improvise.

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Improvising to me means lazily walking down the aisles of our local grocery randomly picking things that sound good together.  Grapefruit? Check.  Rosemary?  Check.  Flavored San Pellegrino?  Throw it in.

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One bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, two cans of Grapefruit San Pellegrino, a couple springs of rosemary and some sliced limes and grapefruit later I had White Sangria.

I had found another recipe online for white sangria that looked amazing but in the pic it was pink at the bottom.  Then I noticed the caption read “we added a little red wine to the bottom to add a little color for the picture.”

I like their style.

DSC_0335Around glass two, I told The Boyfriend I was going to rename the sangria “Margria” (I’m Margaret).

Funny story, The Boyfriend and I went to the Caymans a couple years ago and they had a drink (which was just a piña colada with Chambord swirled in it) that we loved (probably too much).  Fast forward a couple months and we were in Vegas around the pool at the Wynn (this story makes my life sound cooler than it actually is…).  I asked the bartender to make me the jazzed up piña colada.  He tried a little of the leftovers and said he was going to add it to their pool menu.  Since I was the reason, I got to name it.

“Margaret”.

“Well…………….maybe something else.”

“Ok, ‘Margaret goes to Vegas.'”

“We’ll probably just name it Pina Colada with Chambord”.

So alas, if you’re ever hanging around the Wynn pool and drinking some ‘Margaret goes to Vegas’ enjoy.

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But what does one do with their leftover Sangria ingredients?

Red Sangria Sunday!

sundays…

mardi grasMy Sunday took a turn for the lazier when I decided to bring The Boyfriend with me to the grocery store.  This is when I find things like $20 bison jerky or a family sized box of Fruity Pebbles in my cart.  He discreetly puts them in, I less discreetly toss them out.

But here we are, 9am on Sunday, with King Cake and Mardi Gras beer (which tastes like cheap beads mixed in with poor choices).

vintage cocktails and long evenings…

Trips back home to Texas usually involve a cocktail or two (four).

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I come from a family of cocktail drinkers.  And wine drinkers.  So I could reduce my first sentence down to just ‘I come from a family of drinkers’ but that sounds slightly dysfunctional so I’ll stick with the original assessment of cocktail drinkers.

I remember going to my grandparents house where we would have cocktail hour(s) before dinner and when cocktail hour(s) was up, my grandmother would stand up (with her Manhattan in hand) and say “ok, I’ll go start dinner”.  Two hours later we would finally eat. They were long evenings.  That usually ended with glasses of port and sherry. Like I said, looong evenings.

imageBut all this led to my appreciation of all things cocktail related.  My sterling silver Jefferson cups, that I religiously serve mint juleps in every summer, came from my father’s grandparents.  My handmade lace napkins that I shove in everyone’s hand when they get a drink to which they promptly put back down on various surfaces around my house came from my mother’s grandmother.

So while drinking cocktails is fun (rarely is it not but we’ve all been to that one cocktail party that went south fast) sometimes it’s the memories that add to the evening.

Last night my evening began with GinGin Mules from my favorite cocktail book and ended with friends (and a bottle of Voigner).

So…now where to watch the saints game at noon.  But most importantly, what to drink?

 

Fall Cocktails…

This morning I woke up to a bit of a “cold front” (it’s currently 8am and 70 degrees) and it’s gotten me in the mood for fall.  Think sweaters, cashmere knit over the knee socks and, of course, cocktails.  All of my favorite fall things…

When we moved from Texas to Louisiana I had thought (hoped) the 9 or 10 bottles of Maker’s we have acquired over the years might stay behind.  They did not.  Our bar cabinets look like a distillery.

 apple bourbon bellini

{apple bourbon bellini}

So this time last year, to deplete our bourbon stash, I found recipes for homemade cider.  This year it’s a take on a bellini, which is  personal fave of mine.

Last week The Boyfriend and I went to breakfast at Fleur-di-lis Cafe on Chartres and had early morning peach bellinis.  I’ve been googling bellini recipes and came across this recipe on pinterest (obviously).

Cocktail night!

  • puree apple and squeeze of lemon
  • add a drop into a champagne flute, add apple bourbon (I’m using some Maker’s, I have got to get rid of this stuff)
  • top with prosecco

   Voila.  Fall cocktails.

a morning boost…

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I’m over juicing.

It’s labor intensive and takes me an eternity to make one drink.  And in the end, the drink ends up costing me $26 in produce, not to mention ginger and bizarre additions like turmeric or parsley.

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Where does one go post-juicing fade?  I’m not quite sure, but I own a costly blender and decided to put it to use.

So this is what I’ve been calling my ‘morning boost’.  I need one.  I’m laaazy.

I use a handful of each ~blueberries, raspberries and kale~ add cocowater and lemon.  Sprinkle with chia seeds and voila.

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And since moving my Saturdays have become less my own, I’m off to Home Depot to take a class on “How to Tile.”  Hopefully this will help me pay attention because tiles don’t seem to hold my attention quite like an issue of Vogue does…