County Seat Spirits (they have a really yummy Instagram account) has been tempting me with their exotic to go cocktails for quite some time.
Lavender Lemonade with Gin.
Some orange drink called a white bronco.
Apple Pie cocktail.
So I splurged this morning and I ordered the 4-pack of the lavender and the hibiscus— two of my favorite flavors. I ordered a single serve watermelon margarita and a single serve white bronco.
I called up my blind friend Nan as I suspected the pandemic had made getting out of the house for social visit more unlikely. I asked her if she wanted to come over for cocktails and my Asian fusion cuisine.
Nan rarely refuses my adventures.
Nan joins me to run down to County Seat at the Silk Milk. I’ve ordered curbside pick up.
Then we stopped and put gas in the car.
Once we arrived at my house, the teenager put the drinks in the fridge and we put out some nuts and cranberry cheddar (read more about the cranberry cheddar here: Cranberry Cheddar Review) to munch on.
Now Nan, though blind, loves to watch me cook. I poured her a glass of my mint green tea and she enjoyed my narration.
I was making spring rolls/egg rolls. First I showed Nan the wrappers and explained how I mixed the filling.
- Broccoli slaw
- Fresh Ginger
- Black pepper
- Purple pepper
- Low sodium soy sauce
- Balsamic vinaigrette
- Smoked paprika
- Canned white chicken meat
I let Nan smell the smoked paprika, the ras-el-hanout and the purple peppercorns.
I warmed my big cast iron skillet with coconut oil and sesame oil.
I stuffed, rolled, and sealed the wonton wrappers and fried them. I garnished with egg drop ramen noodles in a mild coconut curry sauce with a side of Korean barbecue pork jerky. (This was the jerky: Korean BBQ pork jerky.)
After some scrumptious egg rolls, we broke out the ‘lemonade.’
The gin made it super refreshing.
The teenager decided to make edible cookie dough. She forget most of the flour in the first batch, but Nan and I loved it. We dubbed it “chocolate chip cookie sauce.”
Nan tried the hibiscus drink. It was much heavier than the gin drink.
Still good, but the gin really tasted good on a lovely sunny summer day.
And the mailman came while I was driving Nan home— I got an Ipsy bag and the teenager got a rather unusual letter. But that’s for my next post.