Saturday Sippers - Give it up for FAT TUESDAY!

Saturday Sippers in The Locker

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. This year I focus on some of my favorite adult beverages. Most will contain alcohol, but, some will not. Today, in honor of the upcoming Mardi Gras, let’s talk about a Hurricane.
According to History of the Hurricane in Wikipedia, “The creation of this passion fruit–colored relative of a Daiquiri drink is credited to New Orleans tavern owner Pat O'Brien.[2] The bar allegedly started as a speakeasy called Mr. O'Brien's Club Tipperary and the password was "storm's brewin'".[2] In the 1940s, he needed to create a new drink to help him get rid of all of the less popular rum that local distributors forced him to buy before he could get a few cases of more popular liquors such as scotch and whiskey.”

I myself have enjoyed a hurricane or two in my time. However, I’ve yet to experience Fat Tuesday in New Orleans. However, I’ve been in Mardi Gras Galveston Texas! And it was a blast. It was always 5 o’clock.
Although a few recipes vary a bit, here’s a recipe from New Orleans Online
Traditional Hurricane Recipe:
  • 2 oz light rum
  • 2 oz dark rum
  • 2 oz passion fruit juice
  • 1 oz orange juice
  • ½ oz fresh lime juice
  • 1 Tablespoon simple syrup
  • 1 Tablespoon grenadine
  • Garnish: orange slice and cherry
Shake all ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice and strain into a Hurricane glass filled with ice. Garnish with a cherry and an orange slice.

Wear your green, gold, and purple and ENJOY. And, don’t tell anyone how you REALLY got those beads…

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