I've been writing this blog for just over six months now and I feel like I've talked a fair bit about myself. I would like to think that you know a little about me, at least the basics. I've severely toned down my love (read: obsession) of cats, but other than that, you know me, kind of. So I feel like it's time for a bit of a confession.
I do not like alcohol.
Of any kind.
When I tell people this, they usually respond with, "But you like mixed drinks, right? And wine?", to which I reply, "I don't like anything with alcohol in it. Including mixed drinks and wine. And everything else.". I get a strange look and they try to convince me to try some drink that I definitely won't taste the alcohol in, but, sadly, I always taste the alcohol.
I'm not some prude who thinks drinking is terrible or anything like that. I wish I liked alcohol so that I could have a casual drink or two.
It's just....the taste. For one, all types of hard alcohol smell and taste like gasoline to me. That taste cuts through anything that it's mixed with.
My boyfriend was drinking a glass of orange juice after work one day and I had a sip. It tasted like it was half vodka to me. I asked my boyfriend why he didn't tell me it had vodka in it, to which he replied that he didn't know there was any alcohol in it. He didn't taste any at all.
I'm just super sensitive to the taste of alcohol, whether it's beer, coolers, cider, mixed drinks, whatever.
I drank in high school, mostly because that's what everyone did on the weekends. If you didn't drink, it would be really strange. So I drank. I would hold my breath whenever I drank so that it would minimize the taste. Peer pressure makes you do some silly things sometimes.
I guess this is a lesson for anyone who has been made to feel inadequate or bad because of something they like or don't like. It's hard, especially when people look at you differently.
Maybe you don't like chocolate. Maybe you don't like swimming. Maybe you don't like meat. Whatever it is, you have to have confidence in yourself and your personality. Why should anyone else decide what you like or don't like. You decide. The people that accept you for you are the ones worth keeping around.
I hope I didn't get too serious just now. Anyways, these mojitos are packed with minty, fruity flavour, whether you add alcohol or not. They're great either way! This recipe is more of a guideline that an exact recipe. It makes about one large glass of mojito, but tweak it any way you like!
Strawberry Raspberry Mojitos
1 cup strawberries, diced
1 cup water
1 cup granulated sugar
Strawberry Raspberry Mojito
Handful of ice cubes, crushed
4 to 5 raspberries
1 to 2 strawberries, diced
8 to 10 mint leaves
1 oz. strawberry simple syrup
2 oz. white rum (optional)
3 lime wedges
1 lemon wedge
For the strawberry simple syrup, combine the strawberries, sugar, and water in a small saucepan. Over medium heat, bring to a boil. Boil for 10 minutes, then reduce to a simmer. Cook for 30 minutes, until the mixture has a syrupy consistency and has a reddish colour to it. Strain and refrigerate before using.
In a shaker, combine the crushed ice, raspberries, strawberries, simple syrup, and rum, if using. Put the mint leaves in your hand and clap (yes, clap). This helps release the oils. Pop the mint leaves into the shaker. Squeeze the lemon and lime wedges and add them to the shaker. Muddle everything.
Shake vigorously. Rim your glass with sugar. Pour the mixture about three quarters into the glass. Fill the rest with soda water. Garnish with a wedge of lime, a slice of strawberry, and a raspberry if you wish! Enjoy!