Nectar of the Gods

I love Port. For this I blame Peter. The first time I enjoyed tasty, tasty Port was at Gallagher’s at New York New York in Las Vegas. It was a Sandeman’s Reserve. Before kids, we would sip luscious Port from pretty little cordial glasses. Port can be an experience, like I assume Brandy or Scotch is. Or it can be a mix-in to lemonade. We’ve been having this delicious summertime drink for a few years now. But last night I branched out to lime-ade. I cannot recommend it. It didn’t make the Port undrinkable, but it didn’t do much for it either. Don’t get me wrong, I still finished mine.

Don’t waste your good Port on this drink. We usually have a jug of Fairbanks Port on hand. If you’re going to splurge, buy good lemonade. In the end though, I’m not sure you can taste the difference. And after the first one, you’re not going to care.

We actually ran out of the cheap Port (that sediment in my glass is from me trying to get the last drops from the bottle) and I had to use good Port in the limeade. I cried a little on the inside. It’s like sharing the dark Ghirardelli chocolate with kids. They don’t give two shits. They just want candy. Lemonade doesn’t care about the quality of Port, it just wants to be mixed in with it.

Mix 2/3 lemonade with 1/3 Port – or 1/2 and 1/2 … measuring shmeasuring. Mix. Tastes best outside on a warm summer’s night.