Mojitos-Part 1
My first mojito was in Cuba in the early 80’s. Our arrival was delayed by winter weather, we were kinda freaked out by the level of security at the airport, the hotel transfer over a pot-holed highway was gruelling and our accommodations were less than five star. We were too late for our welcome cocktail, so we chased the geckos off of our walls and crawled into bed.
The next morning I saw my first first glimpse of the Caribbean Sea! Ever since that sight, I physically crave to be next to turquesa water and find ways to duplicate the effect in my everyday life on the prairies -sleeping under a turquoise duvet cover, wearing something turquoise every single day and decorating our home with this sparkling colour.
I digress……… Our welcome cocktail of a Mojito was served at 10 in the morning.
I have lost touch with my friend Cherrie who gave me this recipe. Her parents are from Chile and she is engaged to a Cuban Gymnast who has lived in Winnipeg since the Pan Am Games were held in 1997. These are individually made like the bartenders at Hotel Tortuga that once stood on Varadero Beach.
1 tsp sugar
1 lime
handful fresh mint leaves
2 oz Havana Club blanco (or any white rum)
sparkling water
Place the mint leaves and sugar in a tall glass, crush the sugar and mint with the back of a spoon for 30 seconds or until you can smell the mint. Cut the lime in half and squeeze the juice from both halves into the glass, then drop the lime into the glass. Pour in the rum and stir. Add plenty of ice, then top the mixture with mineral water or club soda. Garnish with a sprig of mint and Salude!
Kath’s quote: “As for the garden of mint, the very smell of it alone recovers and refreshes our spirits, as the taste stirs up our appetite for meat,”
Pliny
I had my first mojito in Isla. Now I know how to make one at home.
(Such a romantic picture of our babies…I wonder what our grandbabies will look like -)
Her body, hair and mouth and his eyes and little nose would be perfection. But I bet we’ll think our Grandbabies are exquisite no matter what because they’ll be our Grandbabies!
Cuba is a very special place. When I go again it will be off the beaten track with my toes in the sand.