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Drunken Pear.

pear drink

Well, I couldn't just leave that drink dangling in London. It was good then, but why not remake it and enjoy it here? I couldn't just NOT make it. You and I both know better. "I will have the one with pear, I forget what it is called."

Because many of the cocktails while delicious, seemed to highlight the flavor of cherry. And well, cherry reminds me of cough syrup. There were many great cocktails to choose from, but this one intrigued me. I figured it might be a bit sweet, but I have provided a remedy for that: cough syrup aside.

And I figured I will aim to be better prepared for Thanksgiving this year; it always seems to sneak up on me. Which, incidentally, isn't a bad thing. That is the beauty of having an annual standing menu, not much needs to happen or change with regard to planning and prepping. Just repeat last year, with some adjustments or improvements. Many dishes stay the same, providing lingering tastes from Thanksgivings past---and context for reminiscing and gratitude.

Food doesn't need the fuss; food at this time of year trumpets comfort and familiarity and offers tribute to this same special meal that repeats itself generously each year.

But I do love to change what comes before the meal: perhaps with a new handful of appetizers and a fall-tasting cocktail. Something special to put a smile on the face of your loved ones, as if you are handing them a little box all wrapped with a bow. Here, try this, I will say. And this year, it will be this Velvet Pear Cocktail.

Velvet because that is the mouth feel of this drink. Pear because it feels like you are drinking a pear... probably because you actually are. Without further adieu:

Velvet Pear 1/2 pear 1 T plain yogurt 1 tsp honey 2 medium size ice cubes 1-2 ounces Pear Liquor optional: 1 T brandy (to take the edge off the sweetness, if desired)

Peel half a pear, place with yogurt, honey and ice into blender. Puree until smooth. Add Pear Liquor (and brandy if desired) and give the blender one last little pulse. Pour into martini glasses (or fancy holiday shooters, see photo) and serve. With a smile and long-awaited hug. Makes 1.