But can I tell you a secret? Whilst I like to think that I'm emanating some sort of Withnail and I-like charm, my house really isn't that cold, I don't actually need to be wearing a beret. But when Christmas, the most wonderful season of mulled wine, warm sloe gin and hot buttered rums is over, one does need a little...very little excuse to revisit seasonal tipples.
Whilst Wilma, the batty, bearded, triple-harpist wasn't available to "drunkenly" snog boyfriend's face off this year, the Watson household did unashamedly offer some delights this Christmas, all deliciously alcoholic. Proles favourites, home-made mulled wine and spiced cider was consumed in vast quantities, taken on walks which later became stumbles home. But none could surpass a surprise entry into the Christmas cocktail repertoire, the French 77.
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| Oof. |
The base of this cocktail is my new, very delicious best friend, St Germain Elderflower Liqueur. Available in strictly limited numbers, this golden nectar is formulated from elderflower blossoms hand-picked by Frenchmen, who, (according to the official website) also seem to have a penchant for tweed berets. These delightful fellows "usher" the blossoms into sacks before delivering them, one by one to market by bicycle -vraiment.
If the image of a moustached, soixante-huitard, riding a rickety bicycle along French country lanes doesn't tempt you, the art nouveau bottle is so beautiful it may just make you forget your budget, your better judgement...and most of your morals.
French 77 by Slashfood
-1 shot St Germain
- 1/4 shot Lemon juice
- Top up Champagne/Cava or similar
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| Much.too.pretty |
So from my bat cave of duvets and blankets, I'm currently sipping the most delightful of cocktails, (yes, scenic drinking really can happen anywhere) -enjoy!
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