My Darling Clementine

I need hobbies here.

I am trapped in Missouri for the next four months, and as entertaining as my friends are, we are inheritly limited by the fact that there is jackshit to do around here.

There is a bar within walking distance of our lodging, which is both a Godsend and a Goddamn bane on my existance.

Anyway.

I brought the mason jars, which means new and exciting infusions. Given that the fruit selection was decidedly limited in Anti-Fruit St.Roberts, MO (population 1,260), so I had to get creative.

I was thinking strawberry banana when it hit me:

Oranges.

More specifically, clemintines. I'd always like the flavor just a bit better, plus they aren't usually as pulpy.

I had two experiments: a high proof vodka and a whiskey.

The whiskey took to the flavor exceedingly well, the clementine sweetness balanced with the richness of flavor from the whiskey.

The vodka a different story: The high proof "burn" is still prevalent. You won't forget that you are drinking vodka that's a bit stronger than normal, but the strawberry-clementine mix is both cool to look at as a rosy orange, as well as a pleasant mix of both smell and taste. My hands smell like kool-aid, which should be a stunning endorsement of about anything!