Things have not been going as planned lately. Before I dive into yesterday’s fiasco, I’ll tell you that this recipe was supposed to be a curried coconut quinoa dish. The photographed version didn’t turn out quite right, so I’m still working on it.
Secondly, this post was supposed to be published yesterday. I was on track until I realized, with a sudden gasp followed by, “Oh, #$*@!” that my dress—the blue dress I’d shown to all of my friends and the entire internet—was not on its way. Somehow, I didn’t finish placing the order. That’s right, the girl who makes her living on the World Wide Web and stays up late coding a redesigned website and has probably stolen items from your cart while you’re browsing J.Crew’s final sale somehow did not hit the final submit button.
Once I realized what had happened, I was all worked up in a tizzy for a solid twenty minutes. I texted my friends who are going to the party with me for commiseration. I called my mama for sympathy. This post went by the wayside and I ran out the door to go shopping, the whole time fully aware that this would seem like a trivial issue in a few days’ time. In the current moment, however, it mattered.
Long story short, four hours and twenty-five disappointing dresses later, I found a winner. A classy, short emerald green number that magically makes this narrow, angular body of mine look like it has curves. Bonus? It was over 70 percent off.
So, the next time that you find yourself searching for a last-minute dress, here’s what to do. Grab a friend and head to the nearest BCBG store. Ask for help and try on all the dresses they suggest. You might find yourself buying a dress that you wouldn’t have picked from the rack yourself but fits you like a glove. For your sake, I hope that it is 70 percent off. When you get home, kick your feet up with a boozy blood orange margarita. Job well done, sexy lady friend. Personal first world crisis averted.
This margarita, like my “skinny” margarita recipe, does not contain any orange liqueur. I’ve learned through extensive margarita testing (hiccup) that margaritas taste best without it—a travesty to some, in the same silly seriousness that is last-minute dress shopping—but it’s true. Orange liqueur is syrupy, medicinal and expensive. Add half an ounce to this margarita if you must, but you might find that you love the margarita more without.
If you want to enhance the flavor of this drink, try adding a teeny tiny drop of pure vanilla extract to each drink. Blood oranges and vanilla are lovely together. And if you can’t find blood oranges in your area, please consider this a recipe for fresh orange margaritas. For best flavor, I’d suggest choosing any of the tasty, in-season varietals over the standard orange, like Cara Cara’s.
- 2 ounces silver/blanco tequila
- 2 ounces fresh blood orange juice (about 1 large blood orange, juiced)
- 1 ounce fresh lime juice (about 1 lime, juiced)
- 1 teaspoon light agave nectar
- 1 tiny drop pure vanilla extract (optional)
- 2 teaspoons kosher sea salt and/or Himalayan salt
- 1 teaspoon brown sugar (optional)
- Lime wedges
- Mix together the salt and sugar on a small plate (preferably one just slightly larger than the top of your margarita glass). Run a wedge of lime around the top of your glass. Dip the top of the glass into the salt blend at a 45-degree angle and roll it from side to side to catch the salt. Add ice cubes to your glass and set it aside.
- Fill a small cocktail shaker with ice. Pour in the tequila, freshly squeezed blood orange and lime juice and agave nectar. If desired, add a drop of vanilla extract (don't pour it straight from the bottle, I used the blunt end of a fork as a dropper).
- Put on the lid and shake for 30 seconds. Strain the liquid into your glass and garnish with a slice of blood orange, if desired.
- Recommended tequila: Espolón, Milagro or any other 100 percent agave silver tequila.
P.s. More margaritas: basic “skinny” lime margaritas and cranberry margaritas. You might also enjoy this pear nectar with reposado tequila cocktail and blood orange French 75.