Saturday, June 5, 2010

St. Germain-Pineapple Martini

(Warning: Posted under the influence.)

Well, what can I say? It's Saturday night. The sun is finally shining at a quarter to eight. The baby's sleeping. The husband is glued to his plants vs. zombies iPhone game. (He's going to murder me for publicly disclosing that.)

Sounds like happy hour to me!

So with the help of the google machine, my famous resourcefulness, some luck in terms of what I happened to have in my refrigerator, and a desire to finally make something remarkable with the bottle of St. Germain Elderflower Liqueur that my sister got me for my thirtieth birthday (note: I am no longer thirty), I made the concoction below.

In addition to its going straihgt to my head (wait - that's funny, right? - am leaving the typo for dramatic effect), it is taaaaaaaaaaaaaaasty. And, as a responsible nursing mother and notorious lightweight, I used only half the amount of alcohol that the foundational recipe called for. CAUTION: am nonetheless tipsy and only a quarter through my first cocktail.

... Which reminds me, one time, on our honeymoon, in Martinique, where they speak French, we saw a sign that said something in French and then had an (ill-advised) English translation below that said, "Caution to the Step!" And another time, in Switzerland, at a restaurant, not on my honeymoon, a menu said "Guacamole" on the French part and then, in the English part, it said "avocado sauce". Poor translations are never not funny. (Unless they are of religious texts. That can get a little dangerous.) ...

I am not that good at shaking drinks. Or maybe I have a bad shaker - I wouldn't know because I never shake drinks.

So I spilled.

I bet you are excited about this.

Are you excited about this?

Are you like, "Man, she's having fun! I want to have tasty fun too! Where'd I put my Elderflower Liqueur?"

Well okay then.

Go dust those martini glasses and shaker of yours.

I'll stay here.


You're back.

Yuo're way faster than me!

Here you go.

St. Germain-Pineapple Martini
Yield: 4 martinis

1/4 cup fresh lime juice
1/2 cup pineapple juice
1/2 cup St. Germain Elderflower Liqueur
2/3 cup vodka

Fill a shaker with ice. Add all the ingredients, plus the lime rinds because that sort of feels hard core, right? Shake shake shake. Shake your booty while you're at it. It's Saturday, y'all! Baby's sleepin! Strain (carefully) into martini glasses. Savor.



  1. You & I should have turned lesbian and gotten married.

  2. YUM! I think you need a repeat performance of this cocktail and I think it needs to be while I'm over!

    Yes, I just invited myself over and invited myself to drink your liquor. ;)

    PS. Isn't the St. Germain bottle fancy! So classic and vintage (and very photogenic)!

  3. Lisa S-J: You are awesome too.
    Nicole: SUriously.
    Lisa H.: You are always invited over, so you didn't really invite yourself over, it was more like you accepted the perpetually open invite. You free this weekend? If so, let me know so I can restock. I might have used up all my St. Germain last weekend...