This is the kind of summers I'd like to have, in a glass, in December. I appreciate this is a bit of a mix-up but I'm sure you'll cope. It's a bit like Tuesday night when I gave the Panther beef curry with mashed potato - he looked proper confused.
Here's how Bacardi themselves suggest you do it. Obviously I didn't have fresh limes on account of having been driven to distraction by festive choons before I got half way round the supermarket. But I'm pleased to report that a scoosh (approx 1.6 tspn) of lime juice from the bottle in the fridge does just as well.
Ice crushed in the Magimix does very well - although it is a bit noisy.
Here I got somewhat sidetracked shining an LED light onto the ice cubes.Pretty.
The end result is juicy and minty and lovely. Just what I want to be sitting on a warm evening in a chic cafe at the corner of a fashionable street in a busy city. I'll probably be wearing something floaty and gorgeous.
Sigh.
However, it's pouring down and freezing. So something warming might be in order. What do you think?
This refers to San Juan in Puerto Rico and was interesting enough for me to have a go at.
Once again Bacardi has suggestions for how to make it:
It was the chocolate that persuaded me, to be honest.
In a slightly alarming move, you bung everything into a pan and warm up. Then pour into a glass. I chose a glass similar to Bacardi's, which is when I discovered that if you use a glass with no handle you'll need to put gloves on to drink it.
The recipe version is very 'interesting' spicy and strong and very warming. I made it again and used much milder coffee and more sugar. I also held back on the chilli flakes a little.
Still worth a shot if you like something with a punch.
And speaking of punch (did you see what I did there?) how about some rum punch.
I guddled about with rum, grenadine, lime, lemonade and some nutmeg...
Obviously by this point I'd had a mojito and two coffee-based cocktails so, clearly, I didn't bother noting the ingredients, but, it was flipping lovely.
In conclusion, don't sniff at cocktails or think they're too fiddly to bother with...
Cheers.
