Eggnog for One: How to Impress Your Date
All right, kids. I don’t normally dispense romantic advice on this here blog because I like to keep the house secrets as house secrets, but it’s the holidays and I’m feeling generous. One of the benefits of having worked at a cocktail bar for a year and a half is that I can always make conversation at a house party, and then I can get you drunk on something slightly more delicious than a bourbon ginger. I’m by no means a picky, trained bartender, but I was working at one of Food and Wine’s top 50 bars in America (proud!) so I know some stuff.
Anyway. At this time of year, for whatever reason, people think eggnog is a super great idea. Currently I am dating one of those who are partial to drinking whole, raw eggs at the holidays (no, he’s not Rocky or Gaston, but you’re close). I can’t stand eggnog, or any cocktail that contains a large portion of cream, especially when it is combined with eggs, but I have a large amount of cocktail knowledge, and among that is how to make eggnog for one, so I figured I’d do something nice for my man friend and impress him with some eggnog for one.
Here is how you impress your date:
- Put two ice cubes in a cocktail shaker. You need a cocktail shaker for this drink.
- Take one egg. Preferably a farm egg, but both the farms my co-op gets eggs from had issues with salmonella and chicken rights this year, so I barely even give a shit about where I get my eggs from anymore. Salmonella’s on the shell anyway, so crack it into the shaker all one-handedlike (you should learn how to do this; haven’t you seen Sabrina?), toss the shell and wash your hands. If you want to eat eggs, ever, you’re taking chances anyway. Your life is full of taking chances, and eggnog is all of those chances in one glass.
- Add some heavy cream. No half and half. No milk. Heavy whipping cream. Add like 2/3 of a shot of it. There’s already a whole egg in there, so not too much.
- Add a shot of a sweet brown booze. Rum, brandy, and bourbon all work perfectly well; rye, gin, or vodka are all terrible ideas for eggnog. You can put in more than a shot, too.
- Put in a healthy dash of vanilla extract. That’s like 35% alcohol, so it’s pretty much your bitters.
- Add some sugar, preferably brown. If it’s a new potential lover you’re trying to impress, you’ll have pre-made a simple syrup, but once you’ve been dating for a while, you can just throw some sugar in there. Not too much; just enough.
- Add more healthy dashes of cinnamon and nutmeg.
- Shake it up! Shake it up until the metal of the cocktail shaker gets so cold you can barely hold it. Shake it hard, so that your date sees that you are STRONG and good at MOVING.
- Strain it into a nice cocktail glass and top it with a dash of cinnamon.
Your date will be drinking that raw egg and cream boozefest in no time. Then, make yourself a hot toddy and the two of you can snuggle and watch Elf, cocktails in hand, knowing that you didn’t waste a ton of time making one of those giant batches of eggnog that are on recipe websites. If a real bartender (like my former boss) sees this, he will probably cry “BLASPHEMY!”, but your date will not know the difference.
Merry Christmas, y’all.
It’s wine:o’clock (somewhere), which means it’s time to share a wine-related repurposing idea:
Use empty wine bottles as boot supporters! (via Real Simple)
Mega convergence.
The Real Danger Behind KD Cubes: Story at 11
My favorite story in today’s New York Times was not about how men will not like me if I make more money than them (although the best part of that story was how they suggested dating artists and academics because they would be less shallow hahaha), nor was it the story on port (not my favorite). It was not even the recipe for the Chinaski, which looks as delicious to the seasoned classic cocktail waitress as a Ferneti Pot (read: I want to go to there).
My favorite story was about why I am not a bartender and have absolutely no desire to be one.
The Cocktail Creationist
Of course, when I suggest to an SFIC vice-president that vodka is by definition odorless and tasteless, and thus one vodka couldn’t be much better than the next, his face goes tight. “That is a dinosaur statement,” he says, speaking slowly, then lectures me on water- filtration processes and Champagne limestone and special grains and such.Don’t believe the hype.
Great read via Give Me Something to Read.
From 2005 (craft cocktails were just picking up, so that headline can now be considered as much of a misnomer as “premium vodka”), but here’s a great history of why you drink what you drink.
(Source: the-feature)
nypl:
Welcome to our very first Caturday, a new weekend feature to highlight the best in Lolcat source material from our Digital Gallery (we’ve got a thing for cats).
This is Susie, the Famous Smiling Kitten, sipping a cocktail at the New York World’s Fair in 1940 (the drink is 2/3 milk, 1/3 essence of catnip, and a dash of liver extract, shaken not stirred). According to the description on the back of the photograph, Susie is rather enraged at the cameraman. Happy Caturday.
In case you haven’t already noticed, here is a picture of a kitten drinking a cocktail.
Since I can't reblog Vicky's excellent cocktail suggestions, I will link to them.
I will be in DC on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday and will be free in the evenings. Let’s have a drink. You know where to find me.
Did you read the Slate article about the study that says how people who drink a lot live longer?
“Study,” “Slate,” whatever. I will believe it anyway.
When I learned this book existed I got so excited I couldn’t sleep for another hour.
When one works in a cocktail bar, one gets very attached to Fernet.