My Perfect Old Fashioned

Ok, I’ve been thinking about this for you. Ready?…

Old Fashioned

10 great ways to spend your time:

  1. Watching the Food Network on the treadmill. (Seriously, you get some great recipe ideas with the added benefit of being a boss.)
  2. Trolling http://animalstalkinginallcaps.tumblr.com
  3. Wandering around a city – new or old
  4. Making a pitcher of cocktails for your friends, because they’ll love you, duh. (The 712 CocktailThe Gin Sour, or The Cinnamon Cidercane would be a great place to start.)
  5. Planning a road trip
  6. Re-watching all of the old Arrested Development
  7. Perusing thrift stores
  8. Lounging on the roof with wine and cheese (Once a week? Twice? No one’s judging.)
  9. Going to a free salsa/swing dancing night and resultingly either embracing how ridiculous you are or flaunting your sweet new moves ;)
  10. Spending an entire week perfecting an Old Fashioned

Definitely time well-spent.

I’ve done all of those pretty recently, but I need someone to keep me accountable for #4, #7, and #9 soon. Any takers?  #10 happened last week in LA with my family. Man, I love my family. Do other families do this? I mean if the first Old Fashioned wasn’t quite right, we have to make a second…obviously. And the second was good but could’ve used a little more bitters, soooo… And then I honestly just wanted to become pro behind the bar, so my family lovingly endured another few Old Fashioneds throughout the course of the week. And I think we came away with something pretty great here.

Easy Cocktail

Here’s what I did:

Old Fashioned

In a tumbler, stir together:
-1 oz. simple syrup (equal parts sugar and water boiled, cooled)
-4 dashes of angostura bitters (ends up being about 6 drops)
-3 oz. (2 shots) of good bourbon

Drop in:
-2 jarred sour cherries (like Morello, or another tart preserved cherry. *Just DON’T use maraschino…unless you’re that one person who likes them and can’t give it up for some weird reason.)
-a few cubes of ice

Obviously this is all to your liking – if you like it a little sweeter, try more simple syrup. Try more or less bitters (I happen to think 4 dashes is great, but some people like 2 and my mom likes 5). Try different kinds of bitters. Try it with an orange twist. Try it in a box. Try it with a fox. Just don’t dye it green ;)

*French phrase for fun:

Je ne les aime pas, moi, je m’appelle Sam.

I do not like them, Sam-I-am.

Speedy Fruit Pie and Summer Fun

 

I love summer. Summer has peaches and berries, baseball and outdoor concerts, cocktails on the roof, and fireflies and picnics. Joie de vivre at it’s finest!! This past week I managed to go on a beautiful hike with the UCLA alumni group, go to my first Nationals game, and go to a phenomenal DC farmer’s market. Take a look:

 

Mmmh!!! Seriously some of the best white peaches I’ve had in a very very long time. Sweet, juicy, and perfectly ripe – just what you dream of in a summer peach.

And a hike at the beautiful Great Falls Park with one of my best friends!

…the only problem with all of the wonderful summer activities?? IT’S WAYYYY TO FREAKIN HOT!!! Folks, I’m seriously struggling here. Struggles. This past week was rough – I almost didn’t make it through. Can we talk for a second about the humidity here? Ok, I know it has always been this bad, but I moved to California, got used to perfection, and am ruined for life. California gets hot, but never humid. It’s lovely. True, walking around a farmer’s market and going on a morning hike in 100+ degree heat…not the smartest of things, but hey, you gotta live your life, right?! (just hopefully not passing out from heat stroke.)

The other beautiful thing I did this weekend? I made my great grandmother’s summer specialty – Speedy Fruit Pie. It’s kind of like a cobbler, but less involved, and still oh so perfectly summer. You dot the baking dish with butter, make your batter, pour it on the bottom- crazy, I know (I always have to read that part of the recipe twice), then pile on two cups of sweet, juicy summer fruit of your choice, and bake it! …Again, turing the oven on to 350 degrees in the hot summer, not ideal, but I did wait until after nightfall.  And if you make yours with dark sweet cherries, your hands won’t look pretty after pitting them, but it should turn out something beautifully scrumptious like this!

See how the crust baked up around the fruit?! Mmmmh! Thanks family!!! Serve it up with vanilla ice cream, or if you’re like me and forgot it at the store, then a dollop of tart yogurt will work surprisingly well. (Disclaimer: I grew up with my grandpa and mom making this all the time, and I haven’t cleared the unveiling of the recipe, so you’re gonna have to shoot me a message if you’re DYING to know!)

GO! EMBRACE THE SUMMER!…but don’t die in the heat!

***French phrase for fun!

Les vieilles recettes de famille sont toujours les meilleurs.
Old family recipes are always the best. :)