Saturday, December 16, 2017

The ABC -- Autumn Bourbon Cidre, Or The Boozy Apple

And now, without further ado, our first ever guest blogger -- THE HUSBAND!!

The Husband's original creation:
The ABC -- Autumn Bourbon Cidre, Or The Boozy Apple
So... the other night, The (Other) Husband asked me to create a cocktail for our Friday night happy hour drink.  As readers know, we are avid Manhattan fans, so I wanted to do something a little different this night.  

Earlier in the day I was grocery shopping and stopped by the juice counter at the local grocery store.  I really dig good apple cider and picked up a quart.  Little did I know this was going to be the inspiration of our cocktail hour.  So as the time came to create a perfect drink for the evening, and wanting to do something new and different, I thought to my self.... HMMMMMM what if i used that apple cider in some way?  With... vodka...? No.... Tequila...? No.... Bourbon...?  YES!   What a great coooombination.

I filled our glasses with ice, added 2 oz. of bourbon and filled the glass with cider.  As this cider was a little tart, I added a 1/2 oz. of maraschino cherry juice, gave a quick stir and... presto...!  Our happy hour cocktail....  I give you the ABC -- Autumn Bourbon Cidre, Or The Boozy Apple!

(Dilettante: Ain't he great?!  I love how different his voice is.  Thanks for playing, Schnooks! ;-)

Saturday, April 29, 2017


LB makes another guest photographer appearance!
It's been a long, late winter with colds, sinus infections, ear infections and ruptured eardrums.  So there hasn't been a lot of desire to get the party on.  But Dilettante's hearing is back to about 90%, spring is springing, the Red Umbrella Rooftop has been reset for the approaching season and the shakers are chilling!

Over the years our neighbor friend, LB (of He Shot, She Shot fame!), and I have developed a bit of a tradition.  We call it a "shaker visit".  Shaker visits typically happen when one or both of us are so busy with work that we can't properly hangout together.  But we recognize the importance of a small break to be social, recharge our creative batteries, and then get back to matters at hand.  It works this way:  I go to the bar, select a cocktail, and mix it up in a shaker or mixing glass.  Then I grab two glasses and hop the elevator to her floor.  A short walk down the hall and I knock on her door.  When she opens the door I flash a smile and say, "Shaker visit!"  LB invites me in and I pour two servings from the shaker.  The visit lasts only as long as the cocktail, which is a necessary constraint if there's work to be done because we have exactly zero problem hanging out for hours and hours being silly and solving the world's problems.  Then it's back to work whether we like it or not!
LB is my inspiration for my own photography.
Here she captured "my process".

Even though last night was Date Nite, with all the sickness and end-of-winter doldrums, I've been missing my LB (& my buddy, Rocky!) and thought a shaker visit was a nice work-around.  So I snuck down to their place a bit early and squeezed one in before The Husband got home from work.  I selected something to kick Friday night off right and proper.  In the past few weeks, when I've been in the mood for hard liquor, I've been in much more of a traditional vein.  PDT and Death & Co. are great books and all.  But they can be a bit hipster fussy.  So I've been mixing from The Bible again.  The Highlander made the cut to take down to LB's place.  I must have been drinking already, because I swear the recipe said rye.  So that's what I used.  But when I got home and looked at the book again, turns out it calls for scotch.  Though the rye worked quite nicely.  The Highlander is as smooth as butter with a respectable sweetness.  The first one I made sans cherry.  La douxième avec.  Frankly, I could distinguish no difference in flavor.  Though it did add to the Highlander's already jewel-like quality.

I'm sure in some corners folks call this a rye Manhattan.  But a rose by any other name....  And speaking of roses, it was most excellent hanging out with you, my dear LB...and of course, Rocky!  xoxo

1 oz. whisky (or, as it turns out, rye makes for a tasty variation)
1 oz. sweet vermouth
2 dashes orange bitters

Stir in a mixing glass with lots of ice.  Strain into a chilled cocktail glass.  Garnish with a maraschino cherry.
And with my photo, it's officially
a He Shot, She Shot shaker visit!