This will be cookbook #69!
on my slow, very slow, countdown of my own
personal cookbook shelf.
The Salty Dog
Ah yes, the little book of Gin Cocktails!
This little book was given to me by my friend Theda.
(Check out everything about Theda here. There are 5 posts!)
I am also adding this as an appendix to the "official Friday Friend Cookbook"
(much to the chagrin of the publisher/typer upper Barbara Brown)
(she's afraid I'm going to make her type up a whole new cookbook. Volume #2! )
Cocktails are good.
In fact, I'd much rather have a cocktail than a glass of wine.
And I like gin. (that's why Theda gave me this book)
Salty Dog may refer to:
- Salty dog (cocktail), a drink made with vodka or gin and grapefruit juice
- Salty dog (slang), a slang phrase with several meanings, including "an experienced sailor" and "libidinous"
Oh interesting-- I don't think this drink can be libidinous, because you can't drink enough of them to get libidinous.
It's grapefruit juice--- you can't drink it all night for heaven's sake.
Well, I can't drink anything all night anyway. I fall asleep after 2 of them. Or at 9pm. Whichever comes first.
I just like the freshness of the Salty Dog. I think grapefruit juice keeps you on your toes.
The Salty Dog
pinch of salt
1 measure of gin
2 - 2 1/2 measures of fresh grapefruit juice
orange slice to decorate
Put the ice cubes into an old fashioned glass. Put the salt o the ice and add the gin and grapefruit juice. Stir gently and serve.
Decorate with an orange slice.
*I put salt on the rim of the glass because that's how I remember them.
*and mine never did have an orange slice before, but I liked it.
And now for my Theda stories. And the reason why she gave me the
Little Book of Gin Cocktails.
Today at 55 years old, and after searching for "my drink" for years, I have come to the realization that a Gin and Tonic is it for me.
But way back in 1978ish, when Theda and I were young, very young, I was dating the Handyman and she was dating his roommate Steve.
We thought, as young girls often do, that if we cleaned their apartment, they would really appreciate it and like us all the more.
(apparently this is true of the Handyman as he is still hanging around, but not so of Steve, since Theda dumped him not soon after this and sailed off to college where she met John. Anyway, all these years later I am still cleaning up after the Handyman! WTH??? )
So, picture us cleaning.
Listening to Barry Manilow. YES, Barry Manilow. On the stereo.
And we decide to take a few sips of some alcohol they have. They (Handyman and Steve) were not home at the time.
Well, we chose a bottle of gin. Little did we know that drinking a swig, sip, swallow of straight gin was like swallowing your own tongue!!
IT WAS SO HORRIBLE!!
When the Handyman and Steve got home, we were a bit tipsy,(from one or two sips of straight gin! We were not drinkers) crying over Barry Manilow love songs.
The apartment was not so clean.
And so Theda thought I needed a Little Book of Gin Cocktails!
I wonder if she likes gin?
I'm going to ask her.
Okay... I asked, she answered.
I love my Little book of Gin Cocktails Theda!
I love sharing memories with her!
It makes my heart happy!
I am going to use this in my cookbook countdown
and link to
I'm sharing a couple of high school photos of Theda.
(by the time I'm finished with the FF cookbook, the FF appendix and random posts, I'll have shared every single photo I have of her I'm sure)
Don't ask me why we are all wearing white pants.
Or why we are posing this way.
High school circa 1976
We had not yet met the Handyman and Steve.