Here is a fun, festive martini – The Blue Snowflake
Cream of coconut
Coconut flakes (for rimming glass)
Rim chilled martini glass:
Squeeze dollop of coconut cream in center of plate
place generous amount of coconut flakes on a separate plate
Hold glass by stem, tilt and dip rim in coconut cream, spin until edge is well coated
Then, use same technique and drag rim slowly thru coconut flakes, until well coated
In a cocktail shaker:**
Fill 1/4 with ice cubes
3oz Malibu rum
1oz pineapple juice
1 tsp cream of coconut
1/2 oz blue Curacao
Dash of sambuca (too much will overtake the drink)
Shake well and pour, with the ice, into martini glass
*coconut flavored vodka can be used instead
**you can turn the martini into a frozen version, just by blending it
Just in time for Christmas (yup, I said “Christmas”)…
The CANDYCANE MARTINI
This martini is quick and easy and sure to be a hit!
Red raspberry syrup (schmukers plate scrapers brand works best)
Prep martini glass with raspberry syrup. Place tip of syrup bottle in bottom of glass and with slow even pressure squeeze as you swirl up to the rim.
Starting from rim to base causes syrup to run and streak glass.
1) fill cocktail shaker with ice
2) add 3.5oz peppermint liquer, 1oz cream, 3 drops sambuca
3) shake vigorously until well chilled
4) strain into martini glass
5) garnish with candy cane
Come visit me at The Horseshoe Grille – I’ll make one for you.
Remember your parents telling you, “this is going to hurt me more than you”, before delivering the spanking of a lifetime? And no good conversation ever starts with “we need to talk”. In fact, each one stirs up the memories of that feeling of impending doom — which is the feeling I get as I am about to tell someone I can no longer serve them alcohol. Oh, how I DREAD this talk.
I feel a tremendous amount of agita in this moment. We are having such a good time. We are enjoying each other’s company. Sharing laughs and little stolen glances. We are even on a first name basis! How much I wish for this feeling to never end. I tried to tell you things were moving too fast. We should slow things down. Just savor the moment.
Now things have taken a turn.
I try to break it to you gently. I lean in. I smile. I use my softest whisper. I give you my most reasonable explanation about why we cannot go on like this. Suddenly, you’re not looking at me the way you used to. I thought I gave you all the signs that this was coming. Now, you are staring at me in disbelief, as if I just kicked your dog. Even your friends are mad at me!
I am not saying that we are over. We just need a break. A little space. Time to miss each other. I promise, this will all look better in the morning. I hope you learn to hate me a little less. Heck, you may even be glad things turned out the way they did.
Truth be told, I would rather let you drink like a fish than have to see the look on your face when I deliver such news. Try not to take it personally. It’s me. Not you. The idea of something happening to you is a burden I just cannot bear.