Do you know what day it is?
There are only two correct answers to that query, the first of which is:
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The second of which is: there are only 8 days until the return of Arrested Development! Also known as: The Unmaking of a Huge Mistake.
Am I a fan? YES. Am I excited? YES. What was my first thought when my girl Elizabeth aka the SugarHero brilliantly suggested we come up with some recipes to celebrate this legendary event? HELL YES.
And that’s what we’re doing here! A week full of Arrested Development-inspired food from both of us. Fellow AD fans, this is no illusion: hop on the stair van, because we’re going to the model home. All. Week. Long. It’ll be more fun than Motherboy.
Everyone else, please pardon the interruption and endless gratuitous references to the show–I hope you still enjoy the recipes. Also, WHAT are you doing with your life. (Statement, not a question.)
I’m kicking things off with a nod (and a too-long wink) to Lucille. The matriarch of the Bluth family enjoys her cocktails–and if it’s before noon, a sensible piece of toast will make it breakfast.
Let’s have a look at our liquor cabinet, shall we? Bourbon is having a serious moment, deservedly so. Rum is just moping around unshaven in a bathrobe, gazing at the fruit basket. Your time will be here soon, little guy, no worries. Gin is taking a nap… Gin gets grouchy in the winter, too. It’s tough being away from limes and tonic that long; I get it.
Vodka is… Good for keeping your ice cream from freezing too hard?
Of course, that’s not everything–not nearly. If you happen to like alcohol, you REALLY like it. Like me, you might be a booze hoarder. Without even looking, I can tell you I have bottles upon bottles of things I’ve used once or twice. Maraschino! Creme de violet! Both kinds of vermouth!
Which leads me to my main point: today in Nice Problems to Have news, I need to drink more. So let’s make us some drinks.
I did some Wikipedia-ing for you, which makes this post the digest of the digest. The really lo-fi version of the 1870s, condensed. Here’s what happened in the 1870s:
-The French fought the Prussians, the British fought the Zulu Kingdom, Spain fought Carlist insurgents, and the Ottoman Empire fought basically everyone. Chill the flip out, 1870s!
-Africa’s only native bear went extinct.
-The Gilded Age began in America. The British Empire continued to grow.
-Along with the telephone prototype, the light bulb, and phonograph (big whoop, right?), the whiskey sour was devised.
So, in a few words: rough times, awesome inventions.
Oh hey, climate. You’ve changed. By this time any other year, I wouldn’t still be waiting to do that thing I do where I scurry from my car to the front door in a snowstorm with my shoulders hunched and head down to start the quickest change into sweats and fuzzy slippers that is humanly possible. I don’t do many things quickly, but the race to get cozy is no joke–sometimes my head emerges from the inside of my hoodie still covered with (melting, but still) snowflakes. I’m still waiting for this to become an Olympic event.
The second phase of this isn’t quite so hectic–I light a fire and make/pour myself a drink (just like any Olympic hopeful would). Whiskey has really grown on me; it’s warm and woodsy, right at home next to the fireplace.