A reflection about infusions

Dave has been nearly mathematical in his approach to our liquor infusions. Back in January, a month before we were presenting each other with brandy fusions, he obsessively researched and recorded his thoughts about not only what he would infuse his brandies with but also how he would achieve unique flavor combinations through infusion.

My approach to the brandy infusion was decidedly less research-oriented, which is shocking coming from a librarian. My thought process was this: I like almonds! I like cherries! Cherry-almond brandy! I like pears! I like vanilla! Pear-vanilla brandy!

And what happened? Dave came out on top. His infusion were beyond stellar. He sought to create interesting, well-rounded flavors - and he delivered. I'm hoping I can convince him to re-create them this upcoming winter. They're perfect for cold winter evenings. Mine were good, but definitely reflected a lack of understanding of the base liquor.

When we decided in May that we would infuse vodkas for the month of June, things pretty much shook out the same way, process-wise. I picture Dave in his apartment in Bristol poring through his beloved Gardens & Guns magazines or conducting multiple searches on the internet to capitalize on flavors that are robust and pleasing.

You would have thought that I would take a different approach. Sit down and think critically about what sorts of flavors I would want and how I could get those flavors to work. But no. The only major change was that I created my infusions in the freezer, and I was only slightly more thoughtful in how I constructed each. Rosemary is a strong flavor, and I wanted it to only complement the lime. So I let the lime sit in the vodka in the freezer for a full week before I introduced the rosemary. The rosemary only stuck around four days before I removed it. The result was winning. The perfect infusion, if I do say so myself. Granny Smith apples, though strong and tart, took more time to introduce into the vodka, and I added the mint halfway through the process, only to learn the mint overpowers very quickly. It was only in the infusion for a couple days before it completely erased the apple flavor.

Yet, as Dave and I sipped our vodkas and discussed the combos, I came out on top. His carefully-curated vodkas, though delicious, fell slightly short of the mark.

We're planning our next infusion for October or November. By then we'll be living under the same roof, so I wonder if we'll brainstorm and create together or if we'll stick to our methods. And who will top that month?

Stay tuned.

Rose-mojito!

Dear Joe,

As you know, I've moved out of my old apartment and am crashing in a friend's guest bedroom during my last few weeks of work. This friend prefers a nice glass of wine to a mixed drink.

This means, among other things, that I have limited access to bar-type-things with which to make this drink. I am flying blind in terms of measurements, but it's hard to tell if the drink suffered in the process.

I was quite taken with your rosemary-lime vodka, and wanted to do something with it that would bring out the rosemary a bit more. The lime is *really* present, and fresh rosemary is always good to have on hand. Having limited mixers and other kinds of alcohol, I made a little twist on a mojito that I call, unoriginally, the Rose-mojito!

First, squish some rosemary between your fingers, put it in a glass with a tiny bit of granulated sugar, and muddle with the back of a spoon until the entire glass smells like rosemary.

Ornamental birds are optional.

Then, to that add a shot or so of Joe's rosemary-lime vodka, a splash of white rum and stir vigorously. Top it off with cold club soda and ice, if you wish, and you have...

...a drink that looks like pine needles fell into it.

Even with all the rosemary-ing up, it still doesn't taste much like rosemary. Oddly, it doesn't taste like much of anything. Given the intense lime flavor of your vodka and the rum, you'd think it wouldn't be so disappointing.

Alas, I think it will be awhile until we open a speakeasy in our new apartment, unless we simply want to make everyone try terrifying liqueurs and drink our infused brandies.

Yours,

Dave

Pure pride

Dear Dave,

As you know, this past Friday, I moved all of my furniture to our new apartment in Polish Hill. Now that I've unpacked 98.7% of my (and your) stuff, I'm getting more and more excited about our future together.

Today, many cities, including Pittsburgh, are celebrating gay pride. It's a time of joy and hope, a time of advocacy and reflection, and it's the first gay pride since gay marriage became legal in all the land. A monumental occasion.

Unfortunately, though, today has been somber. We woke to the news of a mass shooting in Orlando, Florida, at a gay club called Pulse. Latest news reports have the death toll at 50, making it the largest massacre in our nation's history. So I am sad today because our brothers and sisters were victims of a merciless, senseless crime. And all we'll hear from politicians and the NRA is how their "thoughts and prayers are with the victims." Reports from Gov. Cuomo in New York that the Empire State Building will go dark tonight and that the new One World Trade Center will illuminate in a rainbow. All this tragedy just breaks me.

I had planned all week to make a gay pride cocktail with one of your infused vodkas tonight. Earlier in the day, I wasn't sure I was up for it. I changed my mind when I decided I'd make it a tribute - to both being part of the vibrant, lovely, wonderful gay culture and to the victims of this brutality. It may seem like an empty gesture (or a pointless, fruitless one), but it isn't meant to be.

Of the two vodkas, you made me, one lends itself more to a cocktail: the blackberry-blueberry-thyme. I'm still deciding what to do with the equally delicious and ingenious dill cucumber vodka.

So for now, I present you with:

Pure Pride

Ingredients:

2 oz. infused vodka

splash of simple syrup

3 muddled strawberries

club soda

sage*

Muddle the strawberries in the bottom of a glass. Add a splash of simple syrup and the vodka. Drop in a few cubes of ice and top off with club soda. Garnish with a leaf of sage. 

This drink, darling, is gay. Gaaaaaaaay. And I loves it. It's the perfect summer cocktail: light, refreshing, and perfect for an evening on the porch. Or, as with tonight, chatting with you on FaceTime. 

The success of this drink is that it doesn't taste like vodka. The blackberry/blueberry infusion with the muddled strawberry masks the vodka in a subtle, disarming way. That is to say: too many of these and you won't remember a thing. I particularly liked the vodka-infused strawberries at the end. I ate the sage leaf with the strawberries - a taste sensation that I can't say many people would like, but I thought the pepperiness of the sage mixed quite well with the berries' sweetness. 

I know we aren't keeping track, but I think this was my first successful foray as a cocktail maker. I'd pat myself on the back, but let's be honest: there's nothing revolutionary with what I've done here. 

But still: two thumbs up. Way up. Or should I say Gay Up?

Happy Pride!

Love,

Joe

*Sage, according to medieval thoughts and practices, means domestic virtue. Apropos, no? Rosemary for remembrance would also have worked, but alas - I had no fresh rosemary.

June liquor: Infused Vodkas

We had such fun with our infused brandies in February, that we couldn't wait to try infusions again. Since it seemed a good summertime task, we decided to infuse vodkas for our June liquors.

The rules were similar: we had to pick our ingredients and time our infusions so that they'd be ready on June 1, and we had to create two infusions.

Dave, of course, couldn't follow rules properly, and created five.

This is where Dave would also like to mention that rules are for losers. Also, that infusing is really fun, cheap (you can use sub-par alcohol, usually!), and does something to wean us off of our cycle of immediate gratification. Do you remember when you had to wait at least two hours (if not several weeks) to see photos you had taken, only to realize that your thumb was in all of them? Do you remember when you had to wait with your cramped, complaining finger hovering over the PLAY and REC buttons of your cassette recorder to make a cassette dub of your favorite song from the radio, only to have it ruined when the DJ interjected in the middle to remind everyone that he had FREE TICKETS TO VANILLA ICE AT THE CIVIC CENTER FOR THE TENTH CALLER? Do you remember having to actually go to the library and use the reference section to find out that Liechtenstein is the largest producer of false teeth in the world?

We do, dear reader. Even if we have to wait for none of these things now, we do have to wait for infusions, anywhere from a few hours to a few weeks. Vodka infusions are especially quick and, since cheap vodka is really cheap, are a great starting point.

Dave's infusions for the month on Day 1

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Here are Dave's notes on Joe's infusions:

Infusion #1:

It looks clear and it smells like alcohol. My first guess is an alcohol-infused vodka. This is wrong.

There is also something a little citrusy about it, right at the end, but I had no idea what the infusion ingredients were. After tasting it, things went far more awry. "Orange?" I asked, to Joe's deep confusion. "Orange creamsicle?"

Actual ingredients: Apple mint.

Infusion #2: 

This one also looks clear and also smells like alcohol.

"Alcohol infused vodka!" I thought I couldn't be wrong twice in a row. Alas, I was. I also got a bit of lemony citrus goodness.

Then I tasted it, and I got LIME. Geez, there was so much lime. But Joe insisted there was another infusion ingredient.

"Alcohol!?"

Actual ingredients: Rosemary lime.

Both infusions were incredibly obvious once I knew what I was tasting, but were subtle enough to fool my tongue when I was trying to suss out what was in them. I can't wait to try to make a fun, summer cocktail or two out of them!

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Here are Joe's notes on Dave's infusions:

Infusion #1:

Upon smelling it, I crowed, "Cucumber!"

Dave's face gave nothing away, which absolutely confused me. I couldn't believe I was wrong. I smelled again. "Cucumber!"

Again. Nothing. HOW COULD I BE WRONG? THIS SMELLED LIKE DELICIOUS FRESH CUCUMBERS STEEPED IN ALCOHOL. 

"Mint?" I asked.

Nothing.

So this is how Dave plays the game.

So then it was time to taste.

The flavor was instant. Instant. And it wasn't cucumber. It was dill. I'd say it tasted like I was drinking a pickle, but it absolutely does the flavor no favors. This was no dill pickle vodka that hipsters would make for some sort of Dill Pickle Festival. This was a lovely, subtle dill. Sharp but subtle. How do you make dill subtle?

Answer: cucumber.

Ah-ha!

Actual ingredients: Dill cucumber. I am a genius. A genius.

Infusion #2:

First, the scent. "Strawberry!" I crowed.

Dave, playing his favorite game, gave me no facial cues at all, except to arch his eyebrows - something he does a lot anyway, so there's not much give there.

Another smell. "Strawberry!"

And then I tasted. It wasn't strawberry. It was... something. Something that I wasn't sure of. So I just guessed. Rhubarb!

No.

Strawberry rhubarb!

No.

I was stumped. It was fruity, but not sweet. It was fruity, but not citrusy. It was fruity, but indistinguishably fruity. All I knew was that it was a nice combination and I enjoyed it tremendously. It would taste lovely with a club soda and a splash of grenadine.

Actual ingredients: Blackberry Thyme Blueberry

And then the bonus vodkas.

I guessed them all by scent immediately (and the tastes were extraordinary).

Infusion #3: Chamomile!

Infusion #4: Tea!

Infusion #5: Coffee!

Bring on the infusion mixology, June!