Tuesday, 24 July 2012

The Earl of Bombay

Today mother dearest and I wanted a cup of tea, as we always do, but we wanted a cup of tea with a twist this time. And so, with a little thought, the Earl of Bombay was born, supped, and enjoyed thoroughly in this sudden summer heat England is experiencing. I don't know if this 'cocktail' actually does exist and I've just renamed it, but I was pretty proud of how it came out. It's a refreshing, alcoholic iced tea with a hint of rosemary to compliment the gin.

For one beverage, you shall need...

  • 150ml of chilled, weak Earl Grey tea (make as normal and then chill rather than using cold water straight away)
  • 50ml Bombay Sapphire gin (personally I don't think any other off-the-shelf gin would really work, possibly Hendricks...)
  • 3 round slices of lemon (two for the prep, one for the garnish)
  • 1 sprig of rosemary (take the leafy things off of the stem)
  • 1 stem of rosemary (for the garnish)
  • Ice cubes
  • A pretty glass or tea cup to serve
  • A mesh sieve to strain the drink
It doesn't take that long to make an Earl of Bombay, as long as your tea is chilled before hand...

  1. Whilst the Earl Grey is chilling add two slices of lemon to infuse into the drink
  2. Put the sprig of rosemary into a cocktail shaker (or a large tumbler if you don't have a cocktail shaker) with some ice and 'muddle' them all together (I used the end of a wooden spoon) for around ten seconds, or until the ice begins to melt into the rosemary.
  3. Add the gin, and stir into the rosemary.
  4. Pour all of the iced Earl Grey and the lemon into the gin concoction and stir once more
  5. Strain through the sieve into the iced up glass/tea cup/vessel that you shall sup from and garnish with a round of lemon and a stem of rosemary.

Thursday, 19 July 2012


A fly in visit I'm afraid, I'm still very much disconnected from the online world, as I have been for the past month, for the next few weeks. I'm currently sat in the lovely coffee shop on Smithdown Road, Oomoo, pinching some of their wifi whilst supping on a delicious cappuccino as my new house isn't yet connected to the world wide web. That's right. My new house.
The time between getting back from my dig on the Isle of Man (blog to come, have yet to sort through photos and gather my thoughts on the very wet experience), moving and settling into my house can only be described as hectic and traumatic. Remind me why people move house? I had 24 hours to get from the Isle of Man - the children's song "Going This Way That Way, Forward and Backward Over The Irish Sea" is not to be taken lightly, it speaks the truth - finish packing, move my stuff from the old house to the new house and sort out bills. Phew. Never an experience I want to repeat. It went smooth-ish, regardless of the fact my old landlord was rather rude to me and I was not one to be trifled with in my fragile state. But, I'm here now, almost complete with just the internet to sort out!

Next week I'm doing the four hour journey home to spend the week with family and then it's off to the Hotrod Hayride! Yes, it's that time of year again! Excited does not come close to explaining my emotions! I might be able to squeeze in another blog before the epic weekend but don't hold your breath.

Oh, and congratulations to any Liverpool Uni students who graduated this week!