Saturday Sippers in The Locker Fitting for Halloween! Say Bloody Mary 3 Times.....

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
A good Bloody Mary is sometimes hard to find. It takes more than a splash of vodka into a glass of V-8- the best Bloody Mary’s leave a lingering blend of flavors on the tongue and is almost as filling as a light appetizer. I like to garnish with pickled asparagus or pickled green beans for a change of pace. I also add a bit of the pickled juice to the recipe itself.
I haven’t yet tried this recipe, but, if I did would probably add a healthy dose of Louisiana hot sauce and some Cajun seasoning to the glass.
BLOODY MARY COCKTAIL!
Ingredients
  • 1 ½ ounces vodka
  • 6 ounces tomato juice
  • 1 t lemon juice
  • 1/8 t celery salt
  • 3 drops hot sauce
  • 3 drops Worcestershire sauce
  • Dash pepper
  • Pinch horseradish
  • Garnish of your choice
Mix vodka, tomato juice, and lemon juice. Add the flavorings, adjusting to taste. Add ice cubes, and garnish.
129 Calories per serving

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