108 degrees and counting.

Ye Gods and little fishies.


Two ounces of white rum
One lime
One teaspoon powdered sugar
Four to eight mint leaves
Club soda
Crushed ice

Dump your mint leaves and sugar in the bottom of your glass. Mash the leaves and stir them into the sugar pretty well (called ‘muddling’).

Fill the glass with crushed ice, add your rum and squeeze that lime mercilessly over the rum. Drop the battered remains of the lime into the glass.

Top with club soda, stir, add a sprig of mint for sophistication.

Voila! The Mojito. Enjoy under air conditioning.


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10 thoughts on “108 degrees and counting.”

  1. “Ye Gods and little fishes”?

    Are you related to me or something, LD? ‘Cause you’re the only other person I’ve ever heard use that phrase… other than me.

    And no, I’ve no idea where I picked it up, either.

  2. Lawdog, I have a request:

    Would it be possible for you to start categorizing your posts so it’s easier to find one.

    Say, “Stories” “Rants” “Recipes” or whatever?

    Because it’s a bit of a pain to find an older post *cough*mintjulep*cough* especially when one needs such a recipe right now.

    Yeah, I know, I’m being presumptuous, especially since I don’t actually pay for the privelege to read your blog, but still.

    Pretty please?

  3. Up top of the page there’s a white block, wnter ‘julep’ in the block, then click on ‘Search This Blog’.

    Voila! Recipe.

  4. Crap. Thats whats wrong. I failed to properly muddle my mint. Back to the drawing board.

  5. Alternatively, for the more temperate climes of sunny Southern California (i.e., 90 degrees/percent humidity–at least, these days) may I recommend the classic Cuba Libre:

    -One 12 ounce goblet glass;

    -2 oz golden rum (or, for a more nuanced tipple, 1 oz white rum and 1 oz dark rum);

    -4 or so dashes Angostura Bitters;

    -Juice of 1/2 lime (remaining lime in glass optional);

    -toss a pawful of cracked ice in the glass;

    -fill remainder of glass with CocaCola (Classic, of course, preferably made with cane sugar rather than corn syrup).

    Warning: these are sufficiently addictive to make one think that there may be some truth to the rumor that the Company is spiking their mix with cocaine-like alkaloids.

    Otherwise, enjoy irresponsibly, in the privacy of one’s own (preferably air conditioned) home.

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