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Another Caucasian, Gary

The White Russian, A.K.A the Caucasian, is one of my favorite drinks. As a bartender in SoCal I made hundreds of them. In my lifetime I have consumed countless White Russians. Ten years ago, in deer camp, I made Caucasians for the boys–it immediately became a tradition.

After years of experimenting I think I’m finally satisfied with my perfect, simple, recipe.

Two things are a must: crushed ice and Kahlua. The crushed ice because, well, you have to eat all the yummy ice while drinking, and after finishing, your White Russian. And the Kahula because it just wouldn’t be the same.

The other two ingredients, cream and vodka, are negotiable. I like Ketel One, because it’s smooth and has a natural sweetness to it. And pick a beautiful organic cream like this one. But in a pinch, half and half will do.

Presentation: I think we should stick with a theme here, that being the classic Jeff Bridges film “The Big Lebowski”. Throughout the movie, The Dude only drinks White Russians in a “lowball” or “rocks” glass. So in deference to The Dude, please use one of these glasses.

The recipe is simple:
2 parts vodka
1 part Kahlua
1 part cream

Start with the rocks glass, and fill two thirds with crushed ice. Add the vodka and Kahula, and then top with cream. Give it a light stir–this is important. You want to be able to see the lovely swirled light and dark liquids. If you overstir you’re left with a brown mess. Embrace the swirl. Serve immediately. Best enjoyed in a bowling alley with friends.

“Right, Dude.”

Liquor

I don’t know when it happened. I think it must have been about 5 years ago–somewhere in that area. And I don’t know why it happened–it just did.

Rum is no longer my favorite liquor.

There, I said it. Whew. That was easier than I thought.

Rum and I had a long and lovely relationship. Captain Morgan Private Reserve was my go-to rum for years. And I could be counted on to bring a bottle to ever camping trip. But I’ve moved on.

I dabbled in whiskey and bourbon. I even drank some rye.

Then, two years ago, I gave up eating grains. And with it I gave up grain alcohols. So I experimented with some tequila.

And then I discovered cognac.

Ah, cognac. Sweet nectar of the gods. Lovely, beautiful, tasty cognac.

So for about the last six months I’ve been exploring cognac. There are four, major, and easily found brands in the US. Those are: Martell, Courvoisier, Hennessey, and Remy Martin. I’ve tried a number of different cognacs that I found at BevMo, but nothing outstanding and/or memorable.

Cognac seems to agree with me. It doesn’t upset my stomach the way a grain alcohol does. And cognac does not give me the wicked hangovers that rum brought me. No, cognac is a fine drink that makes me feel great.

Already this year I’ve gone on four camping trips, and for each camping trip I brought some cognac to warm by the fire, which was outstanding. One of my favorite things to do with a bottle of rum was place it in the campfire ring–a lovely warm swig of liquor makes for an excellent after-dinner drink while enjoying the great outdoors. And cognac is absolutely wonderful when enjoyed at a warmer temperature. It seems, at least to me, that cognac is the perfect campfire drink.

Remy Martin VSOP is my favorite. I can find it just about everywhere, and at a price that I can afford. Sure it costs more than twice the price of a similar bottle of rum.

But to me, it’s worth it.