Have you all gone on your summer vacation yet? Are you going on one?
I just got back from Palm Springs where I spent a very short but awesome two days and man, do I miss it. It made me yearn for a real vacation, you know…the ones Europeans go on every year because their jobs support the idea of them three or four weeks off. I want a vacation like THAT. A real one. I’m not complaining, I swear. I’m just a little tired and I’d really like to spend a whole day reading a book, doing absolutely nothing, and drinking. Please, let’s have a drink.
I’m not on vacation, and if you aren’t either then at least we have some sort of cocktail hour we can make up in place of it. In Palm Springs I was totally making myself cocktails at 11am and it was awesome. I didn’t tire of it.
This Paloma is my new jam because while I love Mexican food, I don’t luuuuuv Margaritas. This one is all about the fresh grapefruit juice with grapefruit soda. And the spicy simple syrup made with agave is AWESOME. I love it. This is the thing I want to drink constantly while on vacation.
Tell me, what vacation are you planning? If you’re not going on one, please complain. (I love to hear complaints–it makes me feel less alone.)
The recipe for this fine-looking specimen is on PBS’s blog! Weeee!
Well call me Miss Mixologist. Three drink recipes in a week, ladies and gentlemen! That’s a first.
I’m on this drink-making kick and I have no idea why. My brain has been gravitating toward fruit syrups, herb syrups and thinking about sugars differently. I like the boozy side of my brain. I hope you do, too.
The recipe, along with other pictures and a rant about inner tubes, lives on Etsy’s blog. Have a safe Memorial Day. I’ll see you cute people back here on Tuesday. My book comes out on Tuesday (eeeek!). There’s gonna be some fun posts next week, along with a giveaway. Get your pancake hats on!
I feel like we’ve earned a cocktail this week, don’t you think?
I think we have. That’s my vote. I’m going to be frank with you and let you know that I’m not a margarita girl. Not one bit.
I’m more of bourbon on the rocks girl. I’m a fancy (or even cheap) kinda beer girl. I can be a wine girl, sometimes. Definitely a gin and tonic kinda girl. But never a girl who craves margs. But if I am gonna be that girl, the drank has gotta be spicy. I love a spicy margarita…but not too, too spicy either or else I’ll be that girl who eats all the chips trying to extinguish the jalapeño fire. I’m complicated.
I drank the last of this while watching this week’s Nashville and almost freaked out. If you’re not watching this show, you’re missing out on so much scandal, big hair, sequins and country music. It really is a dream of a show.