Showing posts with label New York City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York City. Show all posts

Friday, May 16, 2014

Sno-Balls for Grown Ups


New Orleans has a name for frozen slushie type drinks.  Daiquiris.  These drinks are as about as far removed from an original Daiquiri as a Mango-Choco-Appletini is to an original Gin Martini.  While I have no room at my bar for a full on Daiquiri machine, I try to re-create the frozen drink craze during our hot summer months with Beverly, my industrial ice crusher.  Beverly Crusher (the smaller version is called Wesley) creates beautiful fine shaved ice more reminiscent of our famous Sno-ball stands or the shaved ice I used to get from the little old Dominican men with a huge block of ice on their shopping carts in my old neighborhood in New York City.  These men sold piraguas with hand shaved ice and homemade syrups.  My favorite here in New Orleans is called a Pink Squirrel, a cherry almond syrup that is greatly enhanced by a drizzle of sweetened condensed milk on top, a topping as common has whipped cream here at New Orleans Sno-ball stands.  Take flight with this boozed up version of the Pink Squirrel with that other form of city vermin, The Pink Pigeon.

Drink:  piragüas or as we call them in New Orleans, Sno-balls for grown ups

Pink Pigeon
¾ oz fresh lime juice
1 oz Luxardo Sour Cherry Syrup
¾ oz Luxardo Amaretto
2 oz good white rum Rum (I like a local rum like Old New Orleans, Bayou or Rouraroux)
Shake all ingredients over ice and strain ½ of mixture onto a mound of crushed ice.  Pour the remaining ½ and then top with more crushed ice.  Garnish with a drizzle of sweetened condensed milk and a cherry.

Of course Strawberries and Cream are another natural combination.  Try this classis New Orleans Sno-Ball Boozed up:

Tiger’s Blood
2 oz Coconut Rum
1 oz Coconut Milk
1 oz simple syrup
Fresh Strawberries
Spiced Rum Whipped Cream*
Muddle about 2-3 ripe strawberries into the simple syrup.  Shake all ingredients over ice and strain ½ of mixture onto a mound of crushed ice.  Pour the remaining ½ and then top with more crushed ice.  Top with Spiced Rum Whipped Cream and fresh strawberry.

*To make the spiced Rum whipped cream, whip 1 cup of heavy cream with 1 tsp of vanilla, 1 Tablespoon of spiced rum and 2 tablespoons of Steens Cane Syrup.

Belinis, Sangrias and Daiquiris…on ice!
Not all snowballs are creamy.  Adding some bubbles to shaved ice created a refreshing frozen treat that dances a conga on your tongue. 

Island Bellini
1 oz Passion Fruit Puree
1 oz Peach Puree
3 oz of Moscato d Asti
3 oz Dry Cava
Pour all ingredients over crushed ice and mix gently.  Garnish with a sprig of fresh mint and a fresh peach slice if you are so inclined.

I use half moscato and half dry cava to control the sweetness to my liking.  When working with frozen ice or blended drinks, it is key to go a tad sweeter than you would normally.  The dilution of the ice needs a bit more sugar to bring forward the entire flavor of the cocktail.  Of course, all sweetness should be adjusted to your own personal preference.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Dear John Letter to a City

Dear New York,


This is hard to write.  My love for you is so strong and so deep.  There were times when I felt like we were the only two in this whole crazy world who truly understood each other.  You are so sexy and I loved to explore every inch of you.  We have such a beautiful history together stretching back thru generations of my family.  We went thru heartbreak together and when my soul felt empty, you were always there to fill it up.  And when you were down and out, when your very being was in doubt, I was so happy and proud to be there for you.  I nursed you through a difficult time and I will always be happy that I was there for you and helped you come out of that darkness.  Lord knows you brought me out of some dark times.  I will defend you and love you forever.


But we have been growing apart.  Henry David Thoreau said "city living was millions of people being lonesome together".  And I feel like you have been neglecting me.  I feel lonely...even in the warmth of your 24 hour presence.  I am getting tired of seeing my hopes and dreams ripped open for your approval and being met with indifference.  I'd like to say that its not you, its me...but the truth is, I feel the same and you have somehow changed.  Seems impossible, I know, but I see your head turn as you admire the younger shiny newbies, and it hurts me.  I just don't feel like you appreciate me anymore.  I feel like there is no room for me in your life.  I need to feel needed.  I need to feel wanted.  I need to be rewarded for my love and devotion.  I have earned that, no?


That is ok..really.  I understand.  I am happy that you are doing well.  I just don't feel the same.  I know you will always be there for me...we have too much history and love to truly fall into bad graces.  Perhaps this time apart will bring us both closer together in appreciation and love.  


Besides...I have met someone else.  New Orleans and I have always had a special relationship, but recently we have grown quite close.  She is warm, sweet and lately we have been thinking about taking our relationship to the next level.  The flutter in my heart has returned and I am filled with girlish glee whenever I see her.  She is beautiful and so proud, like you.  And I feel like she needs me.  So I am going to her.


Know that you have forever changed me and that my thoughts are with you always.


Lets keep in touch.


Love you,
Abigail