Saturday Sippers in The Locker

Saturday Sippers in The Locker
Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new, sometimes, skinny cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J
The versatile margarita comes in many flavors to tantalize the taste buds.  This traditional recipe should appeal to the Conquistador in all of us.  
MARGARITA ON THE ROCKS!
Ingredients
  • 1 ¾ ounces tequila
  • ¾ ounce lime juice
  • 1 Tablespoon light agave nectar
  • ¼ teaspoon orange extract
  • Coarse salt
  • Lime wedge for garnish
Salt rim of margarita glass.  In a shaker combine all ingredients with ice and shake vigorously. Strain over fresh ice into glass and garnish with lime wedge.
224 Calories
For a subtle change in flavor, try cucumber infused tequila in this recipe. To make cucumber infused tequila you will need-
  • One large cucumber, peeled and sliced
  • Pint of tequila
  • Large sealable jar
Place cucumber slices in bottom of the jar and pour tequila over the top. Cover tightly and let sit in back of refrigerator for at least one week. Use this in place of non-flavored tequila for a refreshing change of pace. Garnish with cucumber and lime slices.

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