You guys are the best. Seriously, thank you for reading and for reading faithfully. You put up with me going on and on about various baked goods, random travels, my love for blankets, and etc. But we can drop the act. It's okay. We all want the same thing: a good drink after a day's work.
So here you go.
Tequila seems fitting for a sticky afternoon and apple cider is positively designed for the fall season, so it seems appropriate that in California, where both of these worlds collide, we drink apple cider margaritas.
The first time I sipped a margarita it came in a yard-stick-sized plastic cup. And I said, "OKAY. LET'S."
I kid you not, fellow cozies. It was in Aruba, where the congo lines danced in a slurry of khaki shorts. At the same restaurant, I later discovered you could swap turns down the waterslide for free shots of rum punch. I ended the afternoon soaking wet and inhaling a plate of nachos.
Since Aruba, I've upped my margarita game, saving them for Ketel One visits and the occasional splurge to a well-reviewed Mexican restaurant. I like it when the tequila is slightly smokey, and dances with the lime juice in a sexy tango. The subtle kiss of orange liqueur tickles the back of the tastebuds after cold salt meets hot lips. There's something sexy about a margarita, and so it's no surprise that they like to make their appearances in the kind of weather that demands a bikini bottom.
But as my yearning for colder weather increases, I've made an exciting discovery. Margaritas CAN BE COZY. Hell, these margaritas are even wearing infinity scarves and hopping on the hayride. These are the kinds of margaritas that want to tag along on the trip to the cornmaze, and get chased by high school drama students dressed up like Freddy Kreuger. These margaritas are fireplace margaritas.
On my first go with cozy margaritas, I used a silver tequila, but in retrospect they'd probably be even better with a gold or mezcal. I bet the smokiness would add something special to the sweet n' spicy duo of apples and cloves. I also used a combo of granny smith/gala apple slices, as I like the mixture of sweet and tart. And aesthetically, red and green are ca-yuuuute.
Apple cider margaritas
500 ml (or just over 2 cups) of cold spiced apple cider
4.5 oz (or 3 shots) of good tequila
1.5 oz (or 1 shot) of grand marnier or triple sec
1.5 oz (or 1 shot) of lemon juice
1 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp cloves
1/2 granny smith apple
1/2 gala apple
2 lemon wedges
cinnamon sugar mixture (for rim dusting)
Add one cup of ice into a pitcher. Pour in the first four ingredients and stir to mix. (You can also divide this recipe by 2, and make an individual serving using a shaker.) Add the cloves and cinnamon. Shake or stir the mixture, allowing the spices to disperse themselves throughout the rest of the drink.
Cut the apples into thin slices. Using one lemon wedge, squirt some juice onto the edges of the apples. Set aside.
Spread the cinnamon-sugar mixture onto a plate. Rub the rib of two mason jars or other desired serving glasses with the remaining lemon wedge. Turn the glasses upside down and dip into the the cinnamon-sugar mixture. Fill the glasses with ice, and then the margarita liquid. Add sliced apples, as desired.
Serves two thirsty, flannel-loving people.
That's all from me, folks. I'll be busy this week scouring the dollar stores for cheap-o Halloween decorations and packing (!!!) for this weekend's ChiTown visit with (!!!!!!!!!) the ladies from 1373 South Main Street.