Showing posts with label Death's Door. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Death's Door. Show all posts

Friday, May 18, 2012

Odds Are You Need the Edge Off for Vacation Eve


There's not much choice on a vacation eve, as you run screaming into it, hoping to get all your jobs done so you can enjoy yourself some, but that never quite happens to your satisfaction (you like a job done well), and tomorrow is vacation. You don't want to go into that feeling like you have to work at taking it easy and having a good time.

So what else could you have on a Friday evening but a Corpse Reviver #2? You see the ingredients before you, except for the lemon already drained of its juice, since the finished cocktails are there, too. That mason jar is filled with the real cherries we're still running on from last year (and it's just about season for the next round of cherries--homemade are so much better than the bright red store-bought ones that taste like food coloring).

This drink is a favorite of Dr. Cocktail's (Ted Haigh, before he earned his Ph.D. the hard way, by not passing out at the bar), and if you want to buy some odd ingredients, it will be yours, too. To make one (this is Dr. Cocktail's recipe):

1 oz. gin (oh my have we been loving Death's Door, which even got an LA Times shoutout today)
1 oz. Cointreau (that means Citronge in our house)
1 oz. Lillet Blanc (you need this for Vespers, too, and you want Vespers if you like martinis*)
1 oz. fresh squeezed lemon juice (it's good to live in CA)
1-3 drops (not dashes) Pernod

Shake all of that in a lot of ice. Strain into up glass. Add that stemless cherry.

This is a sum-of-its-parts cocktail--you'd never guess at how the flavors play with each other, creating something that's easy to drink to the point you'll want a second. And two Corpse Reviver #2's are Corpse Reviver 4 whether you're adding our multiplying, so you're ok. Now go have a vacation.

*Notice I did not say gin martini, for that's like saying chef Suzanne Goin or poet James Wright or pitcher Tom Seaver--some things just are what they are so don't want useless syllables.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Gin and Bear It

It's hit me that in the closing in on 2 years that I've been blogging here, despite numerous calls out to numerous cocktails, I have yet to write about the plain old martini. As martini fans know, what makes them wonderful is they're plain and old--it's all about the bracing dip into icy waters that a sip of mostly high grade gin provides. My method didn't originate with me--at this point I don't remember where I borrowed it from, perhaps Luis Bunuel's fine memoir My Last Sigh, but its origin might as well be as murky as the cocktail's itself--but the sneaky part is simple. Get a lot of ice into your shaker. Wet that well with some dry vermouth (you can't go wrong with Noilly Prat), give that a good shake, and then drain. Yep, pour most of the vermouth out. Enough will stay a-glistening to your cubes and coat the shaker. Then add the gin and shake again. Strain into cocktail glasses, and do the good classic touch and dash once or twice with orange bitters (suddenly they are everywhere after decades hard to find). Add your olives and drink fast--there's no drink that loses its charm more quickly than a martini, as lukewarm gin is for bathtubs, not happy hour. When in doubt make them smaller and have a couple. That even gives you an excuse (as if you need one) to hunt for some vintage smaller up-glasses.

As for the gin, taste around to find the flavors that most please you, for this is really the one-person play in the cocktail drama book and you don't want Adam Sandler in Krapp's Last Tape, do you? If you like something milder with a whiff of cucumber, there's Hendrick's. If you like it clean and clear, but with a subtle complexity, there's Bombay Sapphire. If you want the equivalent of a double IPA of gin, go with my usual favorite, Anchor Junipero. And now I've got another fun variation, pictured above, Death's Door, one of the few all organic gins available. While Anchor uses "more than a dozen" (how cryptic, or how sneaky a way not to say 13 and avoid freaking out the triskaidekaphobes?) botanicals, Death's Door keeps it simple and uses only three--juniper berries (of course), coriander, and fennel seeds. That gives this gin a laser focus on the juniper, smelling like a field of Christmas trees when you open the bottle. It finishes refreshingly citrusy, too. 

Simply put, place of origin tells you most of what you need to know--want an extravagant San Francisco gin, go Anchor, want the salt of the earth Midwest (Wisconsin) gin, go Death's Door.