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Whiskey Punch // Sara & Sloane
The bar had the heavy smell of liquor that covered up the seaside smell. It was a good place to get away from locals. Besides the tourists the docks were the only place to get some outside flavor. The place was a port town after all. Sara stumbled upon it one day walking along the beach. It was pretty different from the bars she was used to. Most of them had neon and booming music with patrons exclusively under the age of 30. This place was dimly lit, but Sara caulked that up to cheep lightbulbs. The most obvious difference was that she was the only woman in the place. Either her bars back home had bouncers who let the girls in first or went out with a group of friends.
Of course she wasn’t worried. None of this fisherman could take her. Not that they were aware of how she could snap them like a carrot. One guy was even ballsy enough to approach her, leaning up against the bar showing off his yellow teeth. Before he could even open his mouth Sara told him to piss off. Most nights she’d let him buy her a drink then make it clear she wasn’t interested, but she didn’t want to be seen ‘flirting’ with a guy when Mr. Tall came in.
God this was a bad idea. She didn’t even know the guys name, and here she was sitting in a dim bar sitting at the bar like the sad single woman she was. Not that this was a date. The fact she didn’t know his name proved it wasn’t a date. Even with all her casual flings she never did anything with a person before at least knowing their name. This was just a meeting, which might be why she stayed. After leaving everything behind Sara found herself alone-- at least by her standards. Growing up she had the church, then her college friends, and finally the pack. Sure, not everyone in those groups was reliable but at least it gave the illusion of a security net. In Sumner Sara had Iann and Mel. Maybe Nat if she was desperate, or Otto, but even with those four it wasn’t even close to the number of friends back home.
So here she was, waiting on some stranger who probably wasn’t a serial killer. Though she’d proven she was strong enough to toss him across the room-- or at the very least pick him up. Sara chuckled to herself. God she was so drunk... but clearly he wasn’t offended by her actions since they agreed to meet. She didn’t hear the front door open over hum of chats at other tables, but she turned when someone stepped up to the bar. “I’m not sure if I’m surprised to see you or not.” She admitted, smiling at Sloane. “On the one hand, you seemed like too much of a gentleman to stand me up, but on the other this would be a great place to mug you.”
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21. Whiskey Punch
So Bubba and I hosted Thanksgiving at Dr. Poo's apartment this year, and one of my key contributions was, obviously, to bring the booze. And the booze were brought'd. We ended up hosting ten Thanksgiving orphans, including ourselves, so I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to try out my first punch recipe from the PH&BB. The book contains 21 punch recipes, and of those, I chose perhaps the simplest, and the most simply named: whiskey punch.
The whiskey punch recipe is basically a whiskey sour type collection of ingredients, multiplied by like 600 gallons, and with club soda added. It's made up of blended whiskey, fresh squeezed orange juice, fresh squeezed lemon juice, sugar, club soda, and lemon slices. In the introduction to the punch chapter, the PH&BB states that each of the recipes make for three servings each for eight people. For the whiskey punch, this meant 2 QUARTS of blended whiskey, 1 quart club soda, 3 cups of orange juice, 1 cup of lemon juice, and 2 sliced lemons.
Now, I did some internet research to find that the 750ml bottle of whiskey I had equaled roughly 80% of a quart, which means that I'd have to use like two and a half bottles to make the punch. At like $30 a bottle, I made the swift and unequivocal decision that I'd be making a half recipe, and using 750ml bottles as my measurement instead of quarts.
I got to work on Thanksgiving morning, and Bubba was kind enough to snap some photos of me in action. Since I made a half-recipe, I only needed 1.5 cups of orange juice and a half cup of lemon juice. And thank goodness because it took me 3.5 oranges to get 1.5 cups of juice, and 3 lemons to get 1 cup of juice. Before I started work on the punch, I had also grated an entire pound block of cheddar with a zester for the mac and cheese because Bubba and I had failed to realize that Dr. Poo does not own a cheese grater. Needless to say, my wrists were DONE by the time the punch went into the fridge. I see in my future the extravagant purchase of an automatic juicer, for occasions such as these.
Once the orange and lemon juices, sugar, whiskey, and lemon slices were all incorporated, the punch went back into the fridge to settle and chill until it was time to serve it, at which point I added the club soda and a lot of ice. Here is the citrus graveyard that popped up after the punch was done.
The punch was delicious. It's fresh, simple, smooth. I'd recommend this punch for virtually any occasion. It can be summery with the orange and lemon, but it can also be wintery with the oakiness of the whiskey. It seemed to be a huge hit. Another of our guests brought a cranberry cosmo drink that turned out to be a really nice compliment, and gave people a vodka choice. Even Bubba, who I could never have imagined willingly drinking a whiskey drink, gave me a big thumbs up and said she really liked it. Sweet Beautiful Ann, who was one of our guests, made a comment that I thought summed it up nicely. She said that the punch brought out the very best parts of the whiskey. I agree, and I think it brought out the very best in my project as well. That is, that taking the time and effort to mix together something that warms an occasion like Thanksgiving with friends, is time and energy well-spent.
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The boys from Tennessee will be releasing a little bit of warmth into German Winters this year with their 'Winter Jack Tennessee Apple Whiskey Punch'.
Great brand, great pack design... it just keeps on going.
Via: (http://www.joesdaily.com/2012/01/05/jack-daniels-winter-jack-tennessee-apple-whiskey-punch/)