Wherein I feel smug

While we were in Puerto Rico, we went to the grocery store with our friend to stock up on supplies. While she was fretting over her choice of wine (she’s very specific on what she’ll drink and a little picky), I wandered further down the aisle and found the fruit syrups. I’ve never done Bo Diddley with a fruit syrup except the stuff leftover after opening a can of mandarin oranges. But, I felt compelled to buy the pineapple syrup.

My friend could barely let it go about me buying it. She couldn’t quite believe me when I said I was going to experiment. Perhaps mix it with club soda and rum to have a semi-pina colada? I told her I didn’t know but would figure something out.

Today I was making sweet and sour sauce for Chinese New Year. Guess what’s in that sauce? Turned out pretty well and I think it will taste even better by Sunday when we break it out to go with some salty food.

It’s also pretty decent as a splash in club soda (no rum–it’s only 1:30, people).


Yes, I told her that I had used the syrup. She wanted to know if I could deliver some sauce to her STAT.

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1 Response to Wherein I feel smug

  1. Liz says:

    Anything made with pineapple must be delicious by definition!

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