Swig & Swill

The Hippocrene

the hippocrene

I was recently lucky enough to be asked by the fine folks at the Poetry Foundation to whip up a fancy-pants cocktail to celebrate 100 years of Poetry magazine. The cocktail was to be called the Hippocrene after the mythological fountain created by Pegasus. After much experimentation and some very helpful taste-testers, I ended up with:

The Hippocrene

Ingredients

  • 1 1/4 ounces gin
  • 3/4 ounce ginger liqueur (domaine de canton)
  • 1/2 ounce fresh grapefruit juice
  • 1/4 ounce fresh lemon juice
  • 1 tablespoon mint tea (brewed at double strength) and chilled
  • 2 ounces dry, sparkling wine
  • Fresh basil, for garnish
  • Dash or two grapefruit bitters

Method

Single glass preparation:

Combine all ingredients except sparkling wine, basil, and bitters (if using) in a mixing glass over ice. Stir and strain into a glass and top with remaining ingredients.

Punch preparation:

Combine all ingredients (in greater quantities) except sparkling wine, basil and bitters in an adequately sized serving bowl, along with some large blocks of ice. It’s best to let this mixture chill and dilute a little while before adding everything else, but if time is short, it could be refrigerated beforehand and water (sparkling or still) can be added along with the rest of the ingredients at service time. The basil should still be added directly to the glass, as it is the aroma and not necessarily the flavor that you’re after. It would also be nice to garnish the mixing bowl with some citrus slices, for color and a generally vigorous appearance.

 

 

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“Ya say it’s your birthday! Na-na-nuh Na-na-nuh Nuh-nuh!”

I have yet another year under my belt folks. I am now a quarter of a century old! This past weekend was filled to the bubbly brim with celebratin’ and happy relaxin’, and think I’ve found the perfect recipe for the happiest of birthdays.

{ 1 } No birthday is complete without friends. Friends who come to your pizza party. Friends who visit from out of town. Friends who send you beautiful presents. Friends who help make you look really popular by wishing you a happy B-day on your Facebook wall. And you gotta let those friends you know you appreciate them and wanna stay in touch. So get yourself a set of cutesy notecards for saying, “Hey! I’m glad YOU were born, too.”

{ 2 } Speaking of friends who send beautiful gifts, I got this jazzy zippered bag and it’s keeping me stylish AND hella organized! And I hear I’ve got another bestie gift on the way. OH MUH GUH I CAN’T WAIT GIMME PRESENTZZZZZ! Thanks, Megs & Gracie, for feeding this prezzie monster.

{ 3 } If you can, take a day off for your birthday. Srsly. AND, be sure to get yourself a fiance who’s into mixology so he/she can keep you slightly liquored up for the duration of your four day weekend. Drink at least three fancy cocktails a day, everyday, until you have to go back to work. But you can ONLY drink them in champagne saucers! It’s decadent. Obvs.

{ 4 } I’m over purses. They’re big and heavy and expensive and they’re not great for carrying your lunch to work AND your books/planner AND your normal purse-ities. Now, I’m all about the tote. I realize I haven’t happened upon any great discovery here. I’m not gonna be like, “Hey, have you heard about this crazy new-fangled contrapta-ma-jaction called a TOTE BAG?!?!” No. You know what a tote bag is. And I should hope you also understand its greatness. My tote of choice these days? My free Poetry tote from Brian! And you can rock one, too, if you subscribe to Poetry magazine.

{ 5 } First on the birthday wish-list? A Swatch. I gotta look fresh!

{ 6 } I’ve been wanting one of these printer’s drawer jewelry organizers for a while now. There’s a family member who might have a regular printer’s drawer with my name on it, and I might have to get a little crafty with a few hooks and a little paint. I’ll guess we’ll all just have to wait and see…

{ 7 } I don’t care who you are or where you’re from, but I know one thing about you. Even if you don’t know it yourself. You love brunch. How do I know this? EVERYBODY loves brunch. Everybody loves waking up a little late, throwing on their sunglasses and pulling back their unwashed hair to roll out to their favorite little cafe for a mimosa and some fresh grubbins. I am no exception. After a weekend of birthday bashin’ and fun-having, the festivities were complete with a little crab benedict at Longman & Eagle.