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The GodDaddy

16 Mar


This episode was called Daddy Issues. Only two more of these acting-career-oriented posts I promise.
There is a drink called the Godfather I felt could use some sprucing up.  I called my mom’s dad Granddaddy.
Hence the multiple reasons the GodDaddy was born. A riff on Godfather and not to be confused with Godaddy. Great website host. Terrible drink I’m sure. 

 
THE GOD-DADDY a riff on the classic Godfather 

  • 2 oz. rye 
  • 1/2 oz. amaretto 
  • 1/4 tsp. syrup from Luxardo cherries 
  • dashes angostura

Stir n strain. 

Pie parties, horchata cocktails, and what the hell am I doing?

8 Apr

Goth-chata

Goth-chata

Firstly, I devised the horchata cocktail. Me. Moi. Then literally a few weeks after I came up with it the recipe I’m going to share, a new trendy restaurant called Gracias Madre opened and everyone is talking about their horchata cocktail. But mine is better. And…goth-er. Which is to say I made my own horchata OUT OF BLACK RICE.

I devised the horchata cocktail for a pie party. Details to follow the following brain hemorrhage:

In between planning amazing pie parties like the one I shall regale you with tales of, I am pretty busy as an actor. I’ve been having a boatload of improv shows every
week, but in between all the performing I see the rest of the world, the people with real jobs wondering what the heck I do all day. And when asked on the spot I stammer and can’t quite remember it all because it’s a lot and so I come off as…I dunno. A not-busy person. God forbid. So I’m gonna tell you today’s activities (which now was a week ago). First off, I open up my laptop and email like a madwoman. Then I check the breakdowns to submit myself for roles that if I’m lucky I get called in to audition for. After fielding my email the breakdowns are my first stop. I go back to email and breakdowns a dozen times a day. Then I had an audition. This one was not too far, and it was in the golden hour when traffic is less horrible, so it didn’t take long. But between traffic and depending on how behind the casting office is running, an audition will bite several hours out of your day. Not counting all the prep time for it. After my audition I worked on scripts for another couple of upcoming auditions. What’s my motivation? No, really. What is it? Then I researched agents (I’m trying to find a new one) and wrote the perfect cover letter to send to one particular agent. This took a while. More work on scripts. What are my obstacles? Then I worked on the column I write for Hello Giggles. Then I updated my website with info on upcoming shows I’m doing and who my manager is because it just changed. Then I got in touch with a headshot photographer because I need new shots. Next I need to put the finishing touches on a pilot script I want to enter in a contest. And then I get to have late night coffee or who-am-I-kidding wine with a friend I want to collaborate with on a project. Because in LA your friends and the people you work are often one and the same. Which is both good and bad. Many evenings I’d be headed off to a class or a workshop or a practice or to do a show (after which there may or may not be wine) but tonight I get to skip to the wine.
And that, folks, is how I have “no job”.

And of course, there are the pie parties.

The last one was “Dark Side of the Pie” and took place right after Valentine’s Day as a palate cleanser. I made horchata with black rice, and designed a cocktail using it. I made a dark chocolate tart (recipe to come at a later date). Because I am still trying to perfect a southwest potato pie I made that but used purple potatoes to add some darkness. Guests were instructed to try to where black and red. Not all my friends came through on the attire, but many did bring red wines with delightfully goth labels.

It was pretty swell. Really, I am not sure where I’d be without my friends. Either slightly crazier or saner?

This cocktail had two variations for the party, but my friend Joel brought me a bottle of cinnamon liqueur that I later plan to use to create a third variation. Cinnamon liqueur was probably invented for the purpose of boozifying horchata.

Cocktails from the Dark Side: Amaretto and Chocolate
For horchata (adapted from David Lebovitz’s recipe here)
2/3 cups black rice, ground in the blender
3 cups warm water
1 cinnamon stick
2 cups almond milk (chocolate almond milk for the Kahlua version)
Soak the rice and cinnamon in water for a minimum of eight hours in the fridge. Remove cinnamon. Stick an immersion blender in there and blend more. Strain through a sieve lined with cheesecloth twice. Add sugar and milk. Refrigerate.
For cocktail:
1 oz. black rice horchata
1 oz. rum (light or spiced, take your pick)
3/4 oz. amaretto (or 1/2 oz. Kahlua if you made the horchata with chocolate almond milk)
a few dashes of chocolate chili bitters
cinnamon to garnish
Shake all except the cinnamon up. Strain over one giant cube. Garnish with cinnamon. Sigh in delight. Then sigh with great melodramatic tones. Nowwwwwww you’re doing goth right.

P.S.

7 May

I Love You.
Wait, not you! Unless you are in my family or your name is Eleanor then I love you with all my heart.
But if you are not I’m sure you are a very nice person who I could potentially love. This is getting weird.
P. S. I Love You was the name of this DELICIOUS drink. So good I didn’t get a pic before it was gone. This was from the Bartender’s Companion and it contains the three liqueurs I adore above all others. Make it. Drink it. Fall in love.
P.S. I Love You(adapted from Bartender’s Companion)
Fill the glass you are going to use with ice. Dump this ice into a shaker and add:
1/2 oz. Bailey’s
1/2 oz. Amaretto
1/2 oz. Kahlua
1/2 oz. Rum(I used clear Bacardi)
Shake, shake shake!
Pour it, ice and all back into the cup and top off with half and half. I added a pretty healthy amount. Yummmmm. Taste the love.

I may vant to be alone…

30 Apr

…but I don’t like to drink alone, daaaahling. So it is a good thing I didn’t like this drink so I didn’t feel bad tossing it, one way or the other. I made it from a little guide a friend who had attended one of those bartending schools gave me. This drink was way too vodka-y. In a “is this rubbing alcohol or a cocktail?” sort of way. Or maybe my cheap vodka sucks. Entirely possible. Anyone got a brand to recommend?
If I liked drinking alone and I’d have doubled the amaretto and cream. Ok, so the drink:
God Child(Daughter) from Bartender’s Companion-no author listed
Build on the rocks:
1 1/2 oz. vodka
1/2 oz. amaretto
1/2 oz. cream
Incidentally a God father is scotch and amaretto and a God mother is vodka and amaretto. Apparently the God son is MIA. Or drunk and passed out after trying his sister’s drink.