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Found just now, inside a cat carrier that has been in my garage for three years: a sticky note with my mother's recipe for champagne punch. This leads me to believe that the piece of notebook paper that I remember having written the flamingo pie recipe might be in the tool bucket.


2c. sugar dissolved in 2 c. boiling water
1 1/4 c. lemon juice (I would say use real lemons, but honestly, who has the time to squeeze a cup of lemon juice?)
2 c. apricot nectar
6 oz. frozen orange juice concentrate
3 c. apple juice
2 c. pineapple juice
2 qt ginger ale
1 1/2 L champagne

When I was in college, I cooked Thanksgiving dinner for the people who stayed on campus. I'm not sure why either she or I felt that what this nerd dinner needed was champagne punch, but I'm so glad someone did, because this is my favorite thing ever. It's vastly superior to mimosas, but about a bazillion calories, and sickeningly sweet if made with anything less dry in place of the champagne, but I suppose you could ditch the sugar if you wanted.

Date: 2012-12-11 04:26 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] montanaharper
Found just now, inside a cat carrier that has been in my garage for three years: a sticky note with my mother's recipe for champagne punch. This leads me to believe that the piece of notebook paper that I remember having written the flamingo pie recipe might be in the tool bucket.

That entertained me probably more than was strictly necessary. It's nice to see someone else with a brain that works like mine.

Also, copying down the recipe and filing it away, because I love my alcohol disgustingly sweet.

Date: 2012-12-11 10:15 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] misbegotten
That sounds wonderful, but I'm not sure I've ever seen apricot nectar. Perhaps just because I haven't been looking.