ahh...summer

I'm not really a big fan of most mixed drinks, but am partial to this one. You must try it. I don't have a name for it though....hmmm....it's classy, cool, smooth, fun...How about

The Cary Grant
makes 2

2 tablespoons chilled whipping cream
1/4 teaspoon ground cardamom
1/3 cup-6 tablespoons vodka
1/4 cup triple sec
3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1-2 tablespoons agave nectar
2 small mint sprigs (for the garnish)

Shake all ingredients (except mint) together in a cocktail shaker with ice. Shake, and when you shake- wake it up! don't rock it to sleep. Pour into 2 glasses and garnish with a mint sprig each. Drink up.
(Note: Candied ginger in place of the mint would be worth a try.)

A reporter in search of information wired Grant's agent:  "HOW OLD CARY GRANT?" Grant happened to read the message himself, and wired back  "OLD CARY GRANT FINE. HOW YOU?"

Pharisäer

Matthew made this delicious drink for us. You simply must try it!

Pharisaer
1/2 litre water
4 spoons powdered coffee (no instant)
80 ml brown rum
sugar
200g whipped cream
Boil water and brew a strong coffee. Place 2t. sugar into 4 mugs (2t. each mug). Warm rum, pour 20ml into each mug. Pour hot coffee into each mug. Top with lots of whipped cream.


Learn more about this national drink of Nordstrand.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A30465984

The Pharisäer got its name, according to legend, like this:

A peasant by the name of Peter Georg Johannsen celebrated the baptism of his seventh child in 1872. Amongst the guests was the reverend Bleyer, who had strictly forbidden that his fold should imbibe alcohol. No true baptism was complete without some alcohol to celebrate the baptised, however, so the cheeky farmer had an idea: he mixed rum with sugar, poured hot coffee on the mixture and put whipped cream on top, thus preventing the rum from evaporating and giving this neat trick away through its aromatic smell. The reverend just got plain coffee with the whipped cream on top. The guests got merrier and merrier by the minute, and a good deal noisier, too. Fate took its due course, and eventually the reverend got hold of a 'wrong' cup. On realising what had been going on, he exclaimed:

Oh ihr Pharisäer!