I actually am a pretty good cook. No, really I am. I make hard stuff, like pies; and things that call for saffron and stuff like that. However, tonight was the first really perfect summer night of the season. The first night that if felt like warm weather may stick around, and that snow boots can be safely be put away in the back of the closet until October. It was not a night for serious cooking. And we had a whole lot of leftover watermelon that needed to be used.
Watermelon margaritas, anyone?
Now, I know that there are tons of "recipes" on the web for watermelon margaritas. Yeah, but those call for muddlers, or strainers, or simple syrup, or even basil. I looked at them, but that was getting to close to cooking. So I kept it simple. I put the watermelon in the blender, added white whiskey (even better than tequila in my book), and orange liquor.
It didn't taste perfect yet though, so I threw in some lime juice and ice. Then, it was heaven. Frothy, pink, vitamin C packed heaven.
Even Ryan liked it. Oh, but he put his is a dark glass while he was outside mowing the lawn. He has a rep to maintain.
Oh, and don't worry. This isn't all we had for dinner. I threw together some of the simplest sesame noodles ever known to man. They definitely weren't this pretty though.
Summer feels good so far.