Saturday, January 14, 2012

I'm about to explode with awesomeness!

If I were the kind of person who used the term "da bomb" I would use it now to say that someone better call da bomb squad because the awesomeness explosion is soooo da bomb.

However, I am not the kind of person to use that term. Lucky for you.

Nonetheless, this is how it went down.

I saw a recipe that mentioned rosemary and pear. I didn't have any of the ingredients for said recipe. Defeat. But then, I looked at defeat in the face and created this gift from the Gods. As I finished, I heard that churchy "ahhhh, ahhh, ahhh-ahhh" thing that happens when something amazing happens. Probably because something amazing did happen...also I was actually making that sound, as was my Bestest, Kelly. We sat and photographed this triumph and then we sat and enjoyed my efforts. Ok, our efforts, since she brought the champagne.

This is the story...

In the beginning there was pear, rosemary, raw sugar, water. And it boiled, and was strained, and cooled. Then, purée was created, with a little lemon juice and water, and it was good. This is when things got nuts. I made a pear garnish, simple sliced pear. And then, THEN, I made a garnish for this garnish. I'll let you readjust after what's I'm sure was a moment of jumping up and screaming, "What!?! Garnish for a garnish? Shut the front door!". Yes, it's true. I took minced rosemary, vanilla sugar and lemon rimming sugar and mortar and pestled the crap of it. Then I dipped the edge if the pear in the aforementioned syrup and then dipped it in the sugar brilliance. I know. Crazy. Garnish Inception.

So, pear purée in bottom of glass, topped with some shaken pear vodka and pear-rosemary syrup and then topped AGAIN with champagne. Garnish, or garnish-garnish, as it were.

Now, gaze upon this creation and call it good.

(angels singing: Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ahhh)

I must leave and enjoy this miraculous gift. I just had to share...with myself, so that I can remember how to do this again when the hour is happy.

As a side note, my friend, we'll call her "Relly", but certainly not my previously mentioned Bestie, Kelly, said, "I hate Jesus people" while we sang churchy praises to our cocktails. The end.

1 comment:

  1. I have no idea what you are talking about... It's the sabbath, day of rest, you shouldnt be making cocktails!

    They are delicious though!