I did make it at the beach and it was good, but not great. Then, having the ingredients on hand, I made it-- and tweaked the recipe-- once more at home after we got back from my birthday dinner last week. AND... I am happy to announce that I am ready to make it for Katina and that we have a winner, worthy of blogging.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
The French Pear
My friend Katina texted me from The Esquire Grill in Sacramento during her anniversary dinner. (I love this). She was raving about the French Pear she was drinking. I put it in the mental cocktail queue for later, but decided to try it out at a girls weekend at the beach 2 weeks ago. The week before our trip, I went to 3 stores to find all of the ingredients, came home and went to work on perfecting this fresh fall goodness. I figured it would only take me a couple of attempts at most, to get the ratios right. WRONG. I ended up making the equivalent of about 10 drinks trying to get it right. There were overly sweet, overly tart, overly strong versions made.... and my husband hated every single one of them. And, sadly, I ended up unintentionally bombed on a Wednesday night. Hobbies have risks I suppose.
I did make it at the beach and it was good, but not great. Then, having the ingredients on hand, I made it-- and tweaked the recipe-- once more at home after we got back from my birthday dinner last week. AND... I am happy to announce that I am ready to make it for Katina and that we have a winner, worthy of blogging.
I did make it at the beach and it was good, but not great. Then, having the ingredients on hand, I made it-- and tweaked the recipe-- once more at home after we got back from my birthday dinner last week. AND... I am happy to announce that I am ready to make it for Katina and that we have a winner, worthy of blogging.
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