Ahoy! Since I’m at my grandmother’s, I am totally breaking out the fancy hats for Derby Day.
I’ve posted a traditional Julep recipe before, so there’s no need to rehash again. Here’s my traditional recipe:
And here’s my blackberry-rhubarb ones. Rhubarb is up all over the northeast, so it’s a good use of seasonal fruit:
Today, I’ll be making Juleps with fresh sage blossoms, which actually taste a bit minty and go really well with bourbon. Pics and recipes later, but I’m not sure I’ll have time before the actual derby! In the meantime, here’s the recipe for the simple syrup I use for juleps.
1/2 cup water
1 cup brown sugar
This is east. Just put the water on the stove and let it boil. Pour in the sugar. Let it cook until the sugar is dissolved, then test with a wooden spoon. As soon as the liquid gets the consistency of maple syrup, where it coats the spoot before dripping off, then it’s ready.
I’m in Delaware right now with my grandparents for Mother’s Day! Last night, my parents and I went to the Bohemian Beer Garden and got some sausages and potato pancakes and beers before heading down to DE. It’s lovely here, warm and sunny enough for an outdoor shower, which is always awesome.
My father told me I looked good today. Now, I’m not going to turn down a compliment, but his taste is a little funny, considering that yesterday I was in nice work clothes and my hair looked awesome, and today, I’m wearing a grubby Dogfish Head tee shirt and a long hippie skirt that doesn’t match.
It’s a pretty chill day; I went to the grocery store with my grandmother, and we just had some pizza rustica and we’re planting stuff for my grandparents, and that’s been pretty much it. We’re going to a wine tasting in a little while across the street with our pals at Teller Wines, which is one of my favorite wine stores. Steve, who owns it, picks my Thanksgiving wines every year, and he has never ever set us wrong with wine, no matter what I tell him I need to pair it with. He has a very tiny but highly curated and always completely rocking liquor selection. He also makes his own phenomenal artisan bread. In exchange for him bring awesome, I bring hors d’oeuvres across the street to the staff when we’re here.
Happy Almost Mother’s Day!
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