We don’t have a name for this brunch inspired cocktail. . . but it’s darn good. We’re open to suggestions!
It’s Friday afternoon, I’m surrounded by the debris of sewing dryer sachets for the past two days. I’m a messy sew-er. Oh, and photo props. Photo props are everywhere. And I have a mountain of my own laundry that needs doing that has nothing to with photo props. Which might be ironic, if I knew what ironic meant. Alanis Morrisette kinda killed any hope of me getting my head around that concept in 1995. Isn’t it ironic? I don’t know. Maybe?
So, I’m sitting here, contemplating my next step and counting the minutes, MINUTES until the weekend. Weekends mean breakfast in bed, lounging around (not really, I run like a crazy person. But that’s my choice, I COULD lounge, if I wanted to) in my pj’s making brunch. And sipping these things.
They have no name. Please help with that.
Anyhow, no-name cocktail has become a favorite for brunch. There’s just something about the blend of strawberries and St. Germain that is so lovely, so evocative of Summer. It’s easy to make and pretty to serve and, in my book, trumps a mimosa any day. It also has magical powers. Ok, no it doesn’t. I made that part up. But are you really reading this?
Pour 1/2 shot of St. Germain into a champagne flute. Top with fresh orange juice and place in freezer. Allow to freeze until the top has just “set” and is a bit slushy.
While you wait, wash and stem 8-10 fresh strawberries. Place in a blender with 4 TB of bourbon and 2 TB of powdered sugar. Give it a good blend.
Once your orange juice is slushy, top your champagne flute with a just a bit of the strawberry bourbon. Adorn your glass with a fresh strawberry dusted in brown sugar. Imbibe!
Happy Weekend. Drink these and thank me later. I’ll be back next week with some fun. Fun is good, right?