It’s been approximately eight million years since I last posted here, but alas, I’m back. I’m sure all five people who read this will be pleasantly surprised.
Now that I’ve built this post up to be a long awaited “goodie”, let me waste no time getting into the details.
Ingredients:
2 oz London Dry Gin (I used the ever wonderful Bombay Sapphire)
2(ish) oz Rosemary Infused Simple Syrup (directions below)
1(ish) oz Lime Juice
Combine in shaker filled with ice. Sh-sh-shake it, baby. Just don’t shake the baby. Or put it in the corner. Nobody does that.
Garnished with orange zest. Or anything else you want. Hopefully you make your garnish look better than mine.
Rosemary Infused Simple Syrup Directions:
1) Combine equal parts sugar and water in pot (I did 1 cup:1 cup)
2) Decide it’s not enough sugar
3) Pour some more sugar into the water straight from the box so you have no idea how much you added. I went with the “Gut Feeling” method to determine when to stop adding sugar.
4) Heat and stir until all sugar is dissolved. I’ve read a couple different places to NOT let the syrup ever get to a boil. If you’re feeling dangerous, go ahead. Boil. Toil. Trouble.
5) Add in rosemary stem leaf twig things (I got mine prepackaged in the store.) I also went with “Gut Feeling” to determine how many I should use. 4 or 5 looked fine. 6? Excessive, but I added it anyway. Sometimes you have to live on the edge.
6) Allow rosemary to sit in the simple syrup. Stir occasionally and taste more than occasionally.
7) After some time has passed, get impatient and make this drink with it.
8) Discover how deliciously this pairs with gin.
9) Pat yourself on the back.
10) Remove rosemary and pour into whatever container you’ve chosen to hold it in. I chose a mason jar. Felt rustic. And hip. Hipstick (not to be confused with lipstick).
Of all the moments I’ve had in my life, this is one of my most proud. This drink is delicious. Unfortunately, it’s been quite some time since I last drank it on account of my not updating this blog as frequently as I should have, so the best I can do to describe it is to say that I weep every day I don’t drink it. And that you, kind reader, should do yourself a favor and make it immediately. Or as soon as possible. I mean, whenever you get time. Like, no pressure.
#cheers 