Skip to main content

Apple Cider and Bad Brandy

It's cooking season, I call it because that's what happens in the fall. I look at the changing colors of the leaves, smell the crisp air, pull on a pair of socks and feel the sudden urge to cook. All day. I was buying groceries over the weekend, and the glorious smell of apples wafted through the produce section, and I knew I had to cook.

Fortunately, I have the November issue of Bon Appetit, so I'm set. I'm working through it to create dinners this week and to choose recipes for Thanksgiving. We usually spend the holiday in Illinois with the in-laws, but this year we'll be staying home with our girls and No. 1's boyfriend, a Canadian with no place to go for the American day off from work. He's a professor at Ohio State, which shuts down for a few days so everyone can go home and gorge themselves on sweet potatoes and pie. So, he'll be joining us for my favorite cranberry chutney, sweet potato pudding with pecan and gingersnap topping, green beans with toasted walnuts and dried-cherry vinaigrette and a roasted turkey of some sort—possibly butterflied with a fennel, sausage and ricotta stuffing.

Back to the produce section at the store, though, I didn't buy apples this weekend, but I did buy apple cider. I'm not a huge fan of apple cider, but grabbing the handle of the plastic jug and setting it in the cart seemed an uncontrollable action. An ancient food gatherer took over my body and forced me to act on the need to stock provisions for the tribe waiting back at the long house.

Well, at the moment, my long house is home to a tribe of two, so I need to have things to do with the cider besides mulling it or swigging it directly from the jug while standing in front of the open fridge and hoping something amazing will appear. Here's what I found for the cider:

Apple Cider Cocktail

1/2 c. cider
1/4 c. apple brandy
1/4 c. brandy
1/4 c. fresh lemon juice
2 t. maple syrup

Shake all the ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice and serve with a garnish of apple slices doused with lemon juice so they don't oxidize.

Sounds interesting, doesn't it? Only the liquor store didn't have apple brandy. They did have ginger brandy, though, and I imagined the combination would work. It doesn't. Trust me. Do not use ginger brandy in this cocktail, at least not at the same great ratio as you would the apple brandy. I found it nearly undrinkable and made another batch with triple sec instead. That was better, but it was still sort of odd. So, I made another batch, this time skipping the maple syrup, and the combination of cider, brandy, orange and lemon was just right.

Neuroscientists suspect we behave in certain ways based on ancient memories embedded in our brains. It's an interesting notion to explore, and although I doubt my ancient gatherer muse had a shaker with ice, I believe she had the same drive to make and serve food. So, with her in mind, and with various concoctions containing apple cider, I'm going to spend November in the kitchen.

Comments

savannah said…
this year, i'll be on my own for most of the fall and winter, so cooking is going to be a sort of a whatever means necessary situation. can i come live with you for the season? ;~D xoxoxo

Popular posts from this blog

Classic Green Bean Bake

In anticipation of Thanksgiving, I feel I must post a recipe with plenty of good old American tradition. The classic Green Bean Bake was invented in 1955 by Dorcas Reilly, a home economist who worked for the Campbell's Soup Company. A study was done determining that 50% of all Americans have eaten the classic Green Bean Bake, and 38% of those believe it is best served during the holidays, mainly Thanksgiving. So, for the other 50% and for those in other countries where this dish may be unfamiliar--my treat: The Classic Green Bean Bake serves 6 to 8 1 can Campbell's Cream of Mushroom Soup 1/2 cup milk 1 teaspoon soy sauce Dash of fresh pepper 1 20-oz. bag frozen cut green beans, thawed* 1 2.8 oz can French-fried onions -Preheat the oven to 350 F -In a casserole dish, combine the soup, milk, soy sauce and pepper. Stir in the green beans and half of the onions. -Bake until bubbling, about 25 minutes. Top with the remaining onions and bake for 5 more minutes. Serve hot. *Or cook 1 ...

Bring On the Bombs

In today's edition : I generally try to keep on top of cultural trends even if I don’t adopt them, but there is a growing movement that I have only just discovered. Not long ago, I was walking along in Berkeley, California while visiting my daughter, and I saw a signpost that had been covered with yarn, like someone had sewn a knitted scarf to it. It was colorful and randomly striped, and I pointed it out as if it were the most unusual thing in the world. That’s when my daughter explained the nature of what is known as yarn bombing. It’s when knitters attach something they’ve created to a public object, most often doing their deed stealthily and anonymously. They leave a “bomb,” so to speak, for no other purpose than to brighten up the place and to bring a little cheer to those passing by. Their work has been equated with graffiti, except that the woven yarn is not permanently installed and does no damage to the object it covers. And instead of signifying the territory of a street ...

Cindy Loo Who In October

What is it with people and Cindy Loo Who? Of my last one hundred blog hits, forty have been direct visits from regular readers, and fifteen have been as a result of people searching for "Cindy Loo Who," the little pixie from Seuss's How The Grinch Stole Christmas . A couple of years ago, I posted an image of the original Seuss illustration as compared to the TV cartoon image, and for some reason, that post is bringing in the crowds, relatively. Maybe it's the weather. It isn't even November yet, and already we've had frost and have had to dust off our winter coats. When it gets cold like this, I start to think about Christmasy things like listening to Nat King Cole and decorating the tree. It's ironic because I am offended when retailers start pushing holiday stuff early, but I don't mind my own private celebrations. When my sister and I were much younger and still living with our parents, we would pick a day in July, close the curtains to darken the ...