Oh, hello. Yes, it’s been quiet around here for some time, hasn’t it? You probably thought I’d become some manner of Teetotaling Poop. I’m happy to report that’s not the case: I carried on mixing drinks but failed to carry on telling you about it.
But then the other night, La Roommate brought some cherries home, and it seemed a good plan to let you know what to mix with them should you find yourself having more cherries than you can eat.
The Yakimuddle/Traverse City Smash
At first I muddled about five of them (after removing the pit, and quartering them for easier muddlage), mixed that with 2 ounces of Plymouth gin, half an ounce of maraschino liqueur, half an ounce of lime juice, and some peach bitters. It turned out translucent and tasting rather like fruit punch, with a very strong maraschino smell and flavor, reminiscent of an Aviation cocktail. Not wanting the maraschino to dominate over the cherries or gin, which got a bit lost in the shuffle, I dialed it back and tried again.
The second iteration employed twelve muddled cherries, another 2 ounces of Plymouth, ¼ ounce lime juice, ¼ ounce lemon juice, ¼ ounce maraschino, ¼ ounce Amaretto, and 3 dashes peach bitters. This was more balanced, with a stronger cherry flavor and smell. It was an opaque crimson and rich, the cherry pulp giving it a dense texture, almost like a flip. The Amaretto’s nuttiness helped round out the flavors, and kept it sweet without being overkill.
The third iteration was quite similar, but I used a full 15 muddled cherries and 2 ounces of Tanqueray – partly to impart a stronger juniper flavor but also because I’d run out of Plymouth. When LR and I tried it, she said “Mmm, bit like Christmas, isn’t it? Kind of like a Meursault?” and I went “But the cherries, that’s like summer,” and we agreed that either way it was quite drinkable. It was also rather homogenous, so we threw in a bit of lemon peel and a bit of lime peel to contribute some zesty goodness and a bit of contrast.
One bit of warning: if you use the full recommended amount of cherries, it will take some time – a good three minutes by my clock – to muddle them. If I can bust out of my summer lethargy, I’ll try putting them through my juicer to see how that affects the texture.
Stay tuned for tales of the Meursault!