Tuesday Ramblings

Body Shots

“My great grandma used to do body shots off of babies. Whenever a family member would come over with their baby, my great grandma would check to see if the soft spot on their head had closed up. If it hadn’t, she’d put tequila on the soft spot and suck it off of our heads. She did it apparently to close the hole faster, because evil spirits come in from that hole and she believed that it took them out. Some of my aunts still do this.”

The above is from a Reddit user sharing one of their ‘WTF Family Traditions.’  and after reading it, I promptly fell down the Google Rabbit Hole. I found so many interesting things, like the ‘Tequila Head Slammer’ shot, (but really, it’s just the Tequila Slammer, so I feel like google took a weird liberty with my search). 

Cultural appropriation be damned! Is it wrong that when I read this, I didn’t think, “hmmm… that’s weird.” I thought, “Holy shit! I need to keep a bottle of tequila in my purse – so I can be ready if the opportunity ever arises to drink tequila off of a baby!” 

Even though a suken fontanelle is probably the coolest shot glass ever, I feel like that would be taking things a little far and I might have to just buy a collabsible shot glass that I can balance on top of their head instead. Nobody can get away with a baby body shot other than an actual grandma.

The details still need some work, obviosly, but with a little tweaking, this could be a thing. And rest assured, I will only use babies that I know.  – C.U.NextTuesday, R.Dolly

Tuesday Ramblings

Thanksgiving Day is a Happy Day. Right?

What runs through your mind when you read a social media post that says “Happy Thanksgiving!! I’m sooooo thankful for my wonderful family, my blessed life and waking up every beautiful morning!” When I read those touching statements last night, I was thinking “LIAR!!!!!” Family who probably never had to help, my blessed life being a dumbass and running around last minute because of said dumbassness while cleaning up a water leak and waking up this morning feeling like I’m 100 goddamn years old because I spent eight solid hours getting dinner ready.

I admit, I’ve made posts throughout the year when my family has had dinner and wine ready and on the table when I get home from work or when my daughter brought me flowers at work because both examples were sweet and thoughtful and deserved acknowledgement. Hopefully, it also encourages the behavior to be repeated. Mama didn’t raise no fool.

Some Thanksgivings have been relaxing and wonderful. They were the ones where we’ve been invited to someone else’s house or my family wasn’t working and home to help with the dinner. This year, reading those happy, sappy, sweet Thanksgiving greetings made me roll my eyes because it hurt too much to extend my middle finger.

Our family dinner included just our family of four, which I enjoy the most. Unfortunately, everyone was working from 6 am to 6 pm except for moi. Let’s go back to where the blessed event all began…

Saturday afternoon I headed to the grocery store to pick up all the turkey dinner fixings. I had a turkey thawing so it should’ve been a stress free trip. The store was busy with all the other procrastinators but it was kinda nice being the only one not rushing through the store in a panic. Until the baking aisle. No canned pumpkin. No canned pumpkin pie filling, either. What in the fuck!!!! I should’ve remembered this from every other fucking Thanksgiving and Christmas that I’ve scrambled to multiple stores to find it the day before I’m supposed to make a pie. Now, I’m calling myself a dumbass and rushing around the store like every other person while hoping to find an end shelf with a display of canned pumpkin. Nope, nope, fucking nope. I really didn’t want to go to another store. Then I spotted the real pumpkins. Huh. My husband’s favorite pie is pumpkin. I’ve made fresh pumpkin pies before but it’d been a looooong ass time. I decided I’d make a fresh pumpkin pie and make my husband’s love for me grow even more. So I happily grabbed a fairly large pumpkin, Crisco and the rest of my dinner ingredients and paid.

I made the stuffing that night so I could be ahead of the game. I’d have a lot of time the next day while the turkey cooked to get the pies ready. Right? W.R.O.N.G.

It was a medium turkey so I relaxed in bed and read later than usual. I got up, grabbed a coffee and came home. Stuffed the turkey and got it into the oven. Then I googled how to cook the pumpkin. Bake it. Easy peasy. I cut it into slices because it was too big to halve and put in the top oven. I scooped out the innards and put them in a bowl so I could clean the seeds for roasting later because my family loves them. While the pumpkin baked, I looked up the recipe for the pie filling. Oops, I totally forgot that it’s not just pumpkin. I needed condensed milk, spices, brown sugar and eggs. I knew I had spices because I’ve made it before. I started digging through both my spice cupboards and then had to find MY ladder because someone stole it and took it to the shop….asshole. I have my own ladder because a) I can’t see or reach the top shelf of my cupboards and b) so that everyone knows it’s mine and doesn’t steal it. So after wasting precious time looking for MY ladder, I frantically searched for the spices and found only the cloves.

So, off I head to the store. Actually, two stores because the first one was out of condensed milk. No biggie. I had an hour until the pumpkin was cooked. The second store had everything I needed and I was at the point where I said fuck it, and just bought a tin of pre-mixed pumpkin pie spice.

I got home, scraped the cooked pumpkin off of the skin and mixed up the filling. I made the pie crust and put it in the fridge before rolling. While the crust was chilling, I peeled potatoes and got them boiling. Then I remembered I had to clean and steam the brussel sprouts.

All of a sudden, I noticed that I was standing on a soggy anti-fatigue mat. Guess what? The hose on my sprayer tap came loose so every time I turned the water on, it also leaked under the sink and the mat was soaking up the water pouring out from underneath the cupboard door. Those mats sure are absorbent. I phoned my husband, who should’ve known to randomly check that it was functioning properly, and asked how he fixed it the last time it happened. I tightened the connection by the spray nozzle thingy, looked at the clock and threw some towels down in front of the cupboard and left the mess for later because I was running out of time.

I got out the dough and rolled it out. As per usual, the dough didn’t roll without cracking and sticking to the roller in strips so I had to Frankenstein those bitches together in the plate. I poured in the filling and got them in the oven to bake.

I checked the brussel sprouts and remembered I had to make cheese sauce for them. I looked over and spotted the bowl of pumpkin innards and seeds and thought, “Fuck all y’all” and dumped those fuckers in the trash and hid them under a plastic bag so my family wouldn’t see them and question my devotion.

So, shortly after that my family arrived home from work. I’m pretty sure the high-pitched, panicky tone of my voice alerted them to the fact that if I had to ask for help, someone wouldn’t be seeing the next beautiful morning. My oldest started shredding cheese and making the sauce. My husband was setting the table and poured me pre-dinner wine…which after inhaling that glass in one shot, I realized I should’ve started THAT earlier. My youngest was scooping out the stuffing and I made the gravy and then carved the turkey. We didn’t eat until 7 pm, however everything turned out delicious and the pies (which we ate the next day because everyone was too full from eating so late) were magnificent.

By the time dinner and wine were finished, the girls washed the dishes and I packaged the remaining unused pumpkin for future pies, I was exhausted and sore. It’s amazing how much the anti-fatigue mats help in the kitchen.

It’s the next evening and I’m still in pain, taking too much Advil and smelling like my grandma because I’ve broken down and used the stinky pain relieving cream.

So back to the social media shit. After writing this cathartic rambling, I realized that as soon as my family got home and was able to help, they did so without whining about it, took care of all the clean up and they liquored me up really well. THAT is what Thanksgiving is about and I love my fucking family.

~C. Dolly~

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It’s Fall Y’All!!!


If the above images give you shivers of joy, then you are officially not my people. Fall leaves are pretty and all, but my theory is that if you absolutely love the change of colour and falling of leaves, then you have not had to rake acres and acres of them for 30+ years. And pumpkin spice latte is not coffee. Enough said.

I have a love hate relationship with Fall because I absolutely LOVE summer. I love heat, beaches, summer cocktails and wearing my dresses too short – which, at my age, you can only get away with when you can literally fry an egg on the sidewalk. Fall means an end to all of my summer loves and the beginning of school, frost at night, and ripping out all of my beautiful summer flowers. In short, it means work. BUT, it also means that it’s cool enough to be drinking specialty coffees such as Spanish Coffee and other beauties that you can find the recipes for in Fall for Our Special Coffee Recipes.  It also means that it’s time to stock up at the last few Farmer’s Markets of the season and get busy making pickles, hot sauce, and finding new ways to use the apples off your 15 apple trees (thanks, grandma). My grandparents lived through war, a depressed economy as well as a new and often rocky life as new immigrants. If you didn’t have the foresight to look after your food needs, a winter of eating cabbage and turnips was a very real threat. Since we now have my grandma’s old house, as well as her fruit trees, I see the need for a bigger freezer in my very near future.

Fall is a great time to tour your local corn maze as well as participate in our other Top 10 Fall Activities.

Best of all, fall means boots, fleece lined leggings, the return of dark make-up and no pink clothes in stores! Every good Dolly knows that you need to go through your closet seasonally to make room for new, or new to you, clothes.  Enter the Clothing Swap Party. Invite friends and random people with awesome style who look like they may be your size – I’m not kidding, although I’m not responsible if you invite a klepto or a mass murderer into your home. Everyone brings a bag of clothes, accessories, shoes and they get dumped organized in the bedroom. All guests pull a number and take turns going to pick one item. When you reach the end, you go backwards through the line up again, so if you had 13 lucky people, the 13th person gets first pick of the second run through. Afterwards, you take the leftovers to goodwill.


As we all know, every party needs some food and drinks, even if it’s a simple one with no real theme. If we ever had anyone over and they didn’t have the opportunity to leave drunk (with a designated ride) and a distended stomach from overeating, then we haven’t done our job – part of the reason why leggings have become my new pants.

In keeping with fall harvest, our spread involved a charcuterie tray and Moscow Mules. Simple and delicious! – R. Dolly




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Haunted Corn Maze



I’m the horror loving Dolly. I love scary movies, scary tv shows, scary collectibles, scary books, scary video games, scary art, scary fashion. As I was typing that, this is what it sounded like inside my head:

If you’ve never been to a well done haunted corn maze, you’re missing out on chills, thrills and dolla bills. Okay, not the last one, but I was on a roll. Our local haunted corn maze, located at the Australian Ranch, can only be described as fright-filled amazingness. If you’re a sensitive soul like my husband and my oldest, then you should probably stick to the still enjoyable daytime corn maze (available until mid-October) or the mildly haunted daytime maze (with free tractor rides and farmyard animal visits.)


Whichever way you experience it, it’s a great fall activity for one or for a group. I recommend going with a group because then you have someone you know to sacrifice to The Corn Gods by pushing them behind you so you can escape the “freaks” popping out of the corn. Apparently, it’s frowned upon to grab a stranger or stranger’s small child and use them as a freak shield. Who knew? I had to start using my own children, husband, sister, nephews or anyone else in my group. You just have to be faster, smarter or more limber than one other person to survive. I feel like “surviving” a haunted corn maze with my wiley wiles has better prepared me for a zombie apocalypse.

The Cariboo Corn Maze takes place on the Australian Ranch near Quesnel, BC. The Very Haunted Night-Time Maze has evolved into a full evening of entertainment with the haunted corn maze, haunted house, bonfire, hot chocolate and a concession stand to get the kids even more sugared up. Which isn’t a good thing for a shield because sugar just makes them run faster and that forces me to out-sugar the shields in my group to survive. It’s a vicious circle.

The creepiness starts as soon as you turn off the highway. You drive down a dark, winding, steep, tree-lined hill and finally out of nowhere the maze appears, glowing with the bonfire’s flickering light. Once you’ve paid and parked, you can head for the maze or the haunted house. The maze is cut differently each year and has different creepers in it. The only constant has been that chainsaw wielding motherfucker, Leatherface.


The maze is huge and you have to watch where you step because corn husks and stalks are slippery so your attention is divided to start with. That’s how they get you. They have the Leatherface-ish guy moving through the cornfield randomly starting his chainsaw. There have been creepy little Children of the Corn kids just standing there holding hands staring at you. The first year they were there, I thought they were lost and waiting for someone. I looked behind us and nobody was there. Then I saw their clothes and the blank looks on their face and grabbed my shield. Freaky looking people (some just normally freaky looking and some dressed like Ghostface) move silently through the maze and will just quietly move out of the corn and start walking beside and just a little behind you so that it takes a minute for you to notice them. I’ve been used as a shield once by my sister when Ghostface slipped up beside us. She noticed him first, grabbed me, pushed me behind her and ran. Let me tell you, it’s not fun being the shield so be prepared and watch who you position yourself beside.


After the first run through of the maze, we make our way through a forest and over an old leaf-covered wooden bridge to the decrepit and uninhabited farmhouse that they’ve turned into the haunted house. This three story house is different each year and I’m pretty sure it takes a full year of planning and decorating to get it set up. Yes, there’s creepers that jump out at you inside and outside so don’t forget your shields.

There are chairs set up around the bonfire to warm up or just sit and visit. Hot chocolate and a concession with food and other beverages is also set up.

Admission 2017:

The Non-Haunted Corn Maze (Admission $2 for ages 2 and older.) “Lenore invites you to wander the farmyard to visit the pigs, chickens, turkeys, ducks, mini ponies and llamas.  You may also catch a glimpse of two feral goats and a few belties (cattle that look like oreo cookies!).  You are also welcome to snack on the apples–they are organic.” Available from about mid-August until mid-October – Dawn until dusk

The Mildly Haunted Day-time Corn Maze and Haunted House Event (Admission $5.00):  
“The daytime events are pretty tame in comparison to the night-time event.  You may encounter a couple friendly ghosts and goblins around the Haunted House and in the Corn Maze.  Admission includes: tractor rides, access to the haunted house, access to the corn maze, and farmyard animal visits.  There will also be a concession available.”
Sunday, October 1 (11am – 3pm)
Sunday, October 8 (11am – 3pm)

The Very Haunted Night-time Corn Maze and Haunted House Event (Admission $7.00):
“The nighttime events can be pretty intense.  It is not for the faint of heart.    Your admission includes access to the Haunted House and the Corn Maze.  Depending on Mother Nature we may or may not be allowed to have bonfires.  There will be  wonderful concession available as well.”

Friday, September 29      (7pm – 9:30pm)
Saturday, September 30 (7pm – 9:30pm)
Friday, October 6             (7pm – 9:30pm)
Saturday, October 7        (7pm – 9:30pm)
Sunday, October 8          (7pm – 9:30pm)

“Very important message:  The “No Drop-off Rule” still applies!  This is a family event first and foremost!  Children under 16 must be accompanied by an adult.  Unsupervised kids will be turned away at the gate.  We are not running a daycare or hosting a bush party!  Groups of unsupervised pre-teen and teenagers have lead to some unmanageable situations for the hosts, the visitors and the scarers in past years.  Absolutely no exceptions!  Thanks for helping us keep this a family friendly event.” 

~C. Dolly~




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Top 10 Fall Activities




  1. Haunted Corn Maze – My most prized fall activity is the local haunted corn maze. So prized that it gets it’s very own article! Look for one near you for both daytime and evening haunted corn maze activities. Pro tip: make sure you take along a human shield for maximum survivability.
  2. Hiking – Fall is the most beautiful time to hike or even meander through the woods. Take a camera and you’ll end up with the most amazingly colorful pictures. If you’re accident prone, like I am, beware of the slimy composting leaves underneath the newly fallen ones. I’ve wound up on my ass, staring at the sky and covered with slime on more than one occasion…from the leaves!…not from doing dirty stuff in the woods with my husband!
  3. Coffee Date With Nature – Choose your poison: “Special” coffee, regular coffee or tea and take some time each day to sit outside and relax. Take a sip. Let the warmth flow through you. Watch the sunlight filter through the multicolored leaves and think about what fall will look like during the zombie apocalypse…or, you know, normal shit.
  4. Preserving – Canning or freezing fruits and vegetables will be a timesaver throughout the year. The local corn I pick freezes so well that it’s like I’m eating it fresh off the cob every time we cook it. My mom used to can shelves of food. I prefer freezing if at all possible, except for peaches. Canned peaches are my family’s favorite fruit and I have to ration them throughout the year so my husband doesn’t take a whole jar to work for his snack.
  5. Pumpkins – I will spend an hour picking out the perfect carving pumpkin. Pumpkin patches are fun for the whole family and I’ve always let the girls pick their own pumpkins, even if they were the most hideous looking pumpkins in the patch. My pumpkin has to be perfect for whatever design I’ve picked out. Last year, my girls invited their friends to carve with us at the last minute. Since I was short on time, I went to Safeway and the wonderful people in the produce department let me pick through two gigantic shipping boxes of pumpkins in the cooler. I tried really hard not to fall into the massive boxes by dangling my legs over the edge, but there were a few sketchy moments. I left the grocery store with a shopping cart overflowing with pumpkins and received more than a few questioning looks. It was so much fun and I hope we can do it again this year. I also always find a way to carve a little penis somewhere in the design. Don’t forget to grab pumpkins for pies and homemade pumpkin seeds to snack on.
  6. Antiquing – Sometimes you find the most amazing treasures while wandering through antique or thrift stores. It could be an old dish or piece of furniture that reminds you of something special or would be a great restoration project. I don’t hoard, but I do have a few things that I’ve picked up while scouting around. There’s a shop in the city next to us that I check whenever I’m there. They have some cool, weird and creepy items that are overpriced so I just stop in whenever I’m there and see if they’ve gotten tired of looking at it and will let it go for less.
  7. Roller Derby – Every city has a different derby schedule. Our city starts up in the fall and I had the opportunity to watch my first match 2 years ago. Luckily, they handed out a paper at the door with derby rules and terminology on it. The bruises those poor girls walked away with. I feel sorry for their significant other. I bet they end up with a lot of spit in their food when they go out to eat with their bruised derby girl.
  8. Fall Fair – Who doesn’t want to watch wiener dog races and a wiener dog costume parade? Pig racing? Duck racing? It’s an event for the whole family. Kids can: win prizes for their costumed farm animals, enter LEGO building competitions, make crafts, learn to container garden, watch the horse and donkey shows. For the adults you can watch all the kids competitions and events, join a free preserving workshop, enter a scarecrow making competition, listen to local musicians, watch barrel racing and so much more.
  9. Corn Picking – Check your local area for U-Pick cornfields. Take your family and wander the cornfields picking a whack of corn to take home for fresh eating and preserving. I get a few dozen huge, juicy cobs of corn to blanch and freeze. It lasts my family for the year. If you cut the corn off the cob after blanching it, like I do, make sure to lay the kernels out on a cookie sheet, freeze them and then put them into your freezer bags. You don’t want to end up using an ice pick to chip corn for dinner.
  10. Winery Tours – Aside from our yearly wine tour weekend, my husband and I visited a few wineries while we were in Penticton this weekend. There are less people wandering throughout the wine shops and tasting area. It’s just a totally different vibe in the fall. Things are winding down, the environment is more laid back and less crowded.

~C. Dolly~



phil collins

BAM! Peanut Butter and Jam! Green eggs and ham! Sorry, I couldn’t resist. This is not a Phil Collins recipe, but rather, one of the other bam man’s, Emeril Lagasse. Whereas Phil Collins is Dirty Burger famous, Emeril has the market on upping the bam factor of evveeerrrything. Or so it seems. Not only did we use him for our spicy shrimp and sausage skewers a few months ago, but he has the best hot sauce recipe that I’ve ever made.  And everyone knows that if you’re going to stay huddled in your fuzzy blankets watching Netflix all winter, you need to be stocked up on hot sauce so you can make caesars every. single. night. Mmmm…. Caesars. 

In Emeril’s recipe, he uses Serrano peppers which can be anywhere from 10,000 to 23,000 scoville heat units. I prefer the taste of my little ‘Basket of Fire’ peppers which can be up to 80,000 shu. They are also considerably smaller than a serrano, so I increase the number called for in Emeril’s recipe (20) and use 26 every time I make it. Mama likes it spicy! Visit emeril.com for this recipe and much more!


  • 20 tabasco or serrano chiles, stemmed and cut crosswise into 1/8-inch slices            or 26 Basket of Fire
  • 3 cloves garlic, sliced
  • 1/2 cup thinly sliced onions
  • 3/4 teaspoons salt
  • 1 teaspoon vegetable oil
  • 2 cups water
  • 1 cup distilled white vinegar


  1. Combine the peppers, garlic, onions, salt and oil in a nonreactive saucepan over high heat. Saute for 3 minutes.
  2. Add the water and continue to cook, stirring often, for about 20 minutes.
  3. Remove from heat and allow to steep until mixture comes to room temperature.
  4. In a food processor, puree the mixture for 15 seconds, or until smooth. With the food processor running, pour the vinegar through the feed tube in a steady stream. I just used my blender because I’m too poor for a food processor. I’m not that fancy.
  5. Pour into a sterilized pint jar or bottle and secure with an airtight lid. Refrigerate. Let age at least two weeks before using. Can be stored in the refrigerator up to 6 months.




Fall For Our “Special” Coffee Recipes



When I was 12 years old, my Grandma began taking me for dinner at Savalas, a local restaurant that became “our restaurant.” She would pick me up, leaving my parents and siblings behind in a cloud of dust as we headed off into the sunset for our night out. She told my family that my love of escargot was the reason she took just me, but I know it was because I was her second-born favorite (my older cousin holds the title of firstborn favorite.) We’d arrive at Savalas and she’d ask for a corner table. I don’t even know if I truly liked escargot in the beginning but I ate it like a champ just to spend that special time with my Grandma and, over the years, I grew to love the taste of those slimy little buggers. Grandma would order wine and I’d have a Pepsi. From our first dinner date at Savalas to our last, she’d sneak me sips of wine throughout our dinner. Every dinner was the same: we’d share an order of escargot, have dinner and then Grandma would order 2 “special” coffees. Each dinner featured a different type of coffee. Monte Cristo, Irish, Bavarian or Spanish. After the waitress delivered the coffees and walked away, my Grandma would slide one over for me to drink. Apparently, the liquor laws were either a little more lax back then and they didn’t give a shit or my Grandma knew the best corner table to sit at to avoid detection. Fall always reminds me of those moments and nothing warms you up from the inside out better than a hot liqueur coffee.


*When we made our “special” coffee at home, my Grandma told me to warm up the Irish coffee glass/mug before filling it with the ingredients to keep it warm longer.

  • Boil a kettle and fill the Irish coffee glass with boiling water while you get everything ready


  • Fill the Irish coffee glass with water and heat it in the microwave for 1-2 minutes while you get everything ready.
  • Do not use chilled liqueurs as this will also bring down the temperature of the drink.

*For years we’ve used freshly ground coffee beans to make our coffee. I hate when my highly anticipated first cup of morning coffee looks and tastes like I’m drinking watered down cream with a little bit of coffee flavor. Good quality medium to dark roast freshly ground coffee beans that are brewed thick and rich is what we use – especially for our “special” coffee.


Spanish Coffee

  • 1⁄2 oz Tia Maria coffee liqueur
  • 1⁄2 oz Bacardi Rum
  • 6 oz thick & rich hot coffee
  • Whipped cream
  • Maraschino cherry
  1. Pour the liqueurs into a warmed Irish coffee glass
  2. Add the hot coffee
  3. Top with whipped cream and a cherry

monte cristo

Monte Cristo Coffee

  • Lemon juice
  • Sugar
  • 1 oz Kahlua coffee liqueur
  • 1/2 oz Grand Marnier liqueur
  • 6 oz thick & rich hot coffee
  • Whipped cream
  • Maraschino cherry
  1. After warming the Irish coffee glass, moisten the rim with lemon juice and dip it into the sugar
  2. Pour the liqueurs into the glass
  3. Add coffee
  4. Top with whipped cream and a cherry


Irish Cream Coffee

  • 4 oz thick & rich hot coffee
  • 1 1/2 oz ​Irish whiskey
  • 2 tsp ​brown sugar
  • 1 oz lightly whipped ​whipping cream – use a whip or fork and vigorously whip the cream until it’s light and fluffy
  1. Pour the sugar into a warmed Irish coffee glass
  2. Add the coffee
  3. Stir until dissolved
  4. Add the Irish whiskey and stir again
  5. Float the cream on top of the coffee by pouring it over the back of a spoon
  6. Do not stir again
  7. Drink the coffee through the cream


Bavarian Coffee

  • ½ oz Peppermint Schnapps
  • ½ oz Kahlúa
  • 5 oz thick & rich hot coffee
  • 1 tsp sugar
  • Whipped cream
  • Grated chocolate
  1. Pour the liqueurs into a warmed Irish coffee glass
  2. Add the coffee
  3. Add the sugar and stir
  4. Top with whipped cream and chocolate shavings

peppermint patty

Hot Peppermint Patty

  • 1 oz Peppermint Schnapps
  • 1/2 oz Dark Crème de Cacao
  • 1/4 oz Crème de Menthe
  • Hot chocolate mix added to boiling water, to taste
  • Whipped cream
  • Chocolate shavings or chocolate syrup
  1. Pour the liqueurs into a warmed Irish coffee glass
  2. Add hot chocolate
  3. Top with whipped cream
  4. Garnish with shaved chocolate or drizzle with chocolate syrup

~A wonderful Italian couple invited us for dinner this evening. After dinner she made me an espresso with a little something special in it. It was hands down the best espresso I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting. I’ve never liked Scotch whiskey but this espresso was sweet, gently flavored and smooth. It was the perfect end to a wonderful meal.~


Spiked Espresso

  • Grant’s Scotch Whiskey
  • 1 shot of espresso
  • 2 demitasse spoons of brown sugar
  1. Make the espresso
  2. Add just a taste of Grant’s Scotch Whiskey to a demitasse cup
  3. Add the brown sugar
  4. Pour the espresso into the cup and stir
  5. Serve immediately

~C. Dolly~