A drunk kid at the university of college one day said, “art is what separates us from animals.” That is fine & dandy if you live in a dorm and have a ponytail. But I was in a coffee shop a couple months ago and heard a grown man say it. I barfed on him to complete his college experience.
I have also heard a very smart man say, “seasonal beverages are what separates us from animals,” I thought about this as a profound statement and he continued,“I’m going to drink a quart of eggnog tomorrow & watch that Raiders game.”
Perhaps what separates us from animals is the way in which we plan our Sundays.
- 4 egg yolks
- 1/3 cup superfine sugar
- 1 1/2 cup whole milk
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 1 teaspoon freshly grated nutmeg
- 4 egg whites
- 2 oz cask strength bourbon
- 1 oz cognac
- 1/2 cask strength rye
Keep egg whites in a separate bow. Mix yolks and sugar together, when creamy. begin blending in all other ingredients EXCEPT egg white.
Add a tablespoon of sugar into the egg whites and whip until “stiff peaks” form or until it is aerated to the point of multiplying 4 times up in size or until it’s so fluffy that it barely moves
Lastly, whisk the firm whites in with the yolk mixture slowly, until fully amalgamated. Leave to rest in the fridge for a week. Add small amounts of Jamaican rum and/or sweet sherry to taste after if you’s like it to be even stronger.
Yes, today’s Cocktail Advent Calendar is Eggnog. Everybody’s mom can make eggnog but if I call it a pre-cocktail tradition egg libation, I sound like the smart one. Look, I know you want an eggnog, you fucking need one. And ours is homemade with fresh spices and expertly crafted. I know you can pour a shot of bourbon into your Starbucks latte*, but I think we have that beat
For the eggnog, a pre-cocktail known the whole world over (check out the Japanese Tamagozake) I have a sad X-mas song about WW1. I think everyone knows, “Christmas in the Trenches,” by John McCutcheon. If you don’t then listen on, but a lot of people don’t know it’s based on the real life impromptu Christmas day cease fires in 1914. These were unofficial and not allowed again but basically the troops on both sides went into no man’s land to drink, smoke and sing. Seems like both sides were more naturally inclined to pub life than war. There is a lesson there.
*Makes Xmas shopping easier.