It’s in the upper 80s today, which feels like absolute paradise compared to the past couple of weeks. But don’t start celebrating now, Nashville. By Tuesday the high is going to creep back in the the upper 90s and we’re all going to hate our sucky underpowered air-conditioners again. Since we’ve resigned ourselves to an eternity of non-stop mugginess, we may as well make the best of it. And by the make the best of it, we mean drink.
Science proves that sangria is objectively the best summer drink. Don’t try to argue with us on this, there are facts that back us up. Okay, so we may have made up the facts. Listen, stop questioning us. We know what we’re talking about here. One of us spent a negligible amount of time getting drunk in a foreign country two years ago and both of us have a subscription to America’s Test Kitchen. NBD.
So, you’ve got two options to sate your sangria lust with: you could order an $8 glass of overpriced, underboozed sangria from Jackson’s or you just just make a jug (or most likely a pitcher, but we totally bought a jug) of the stuff yourself. We won’t even discuss the pre-made stuff you can buy in most liquor stores, which tastes like Kool-Aid gone horribly, horribly wrong. Since you’re still reading (you are still reading, right?), we’re going to assume you’re on board with the jug idea:
Sangria (Not Santeria) Ingredients
- 2 oranges, washed but not peeled
- 1 lemon, washed but not peeled
- 1/4 cup triple sec
- 1/4 cup sugar
- 1 bottle of Spanish red (rioja) wine, medium body. The cheaper, the better.
Step 1: Go to the Liquor Store
Our liquor store of choice for last night’s sangria expedition was Sinkers in Inglewood, partially because it is Kroger adjacent, but also because it’s pretty cheap. Our main goal was to track down the wine and triple sec, with a secondary goal of buying Qream, the horrible peach cream liqueur made by Pharrell Williams which looks like spoiled milk in a cognac bottle
. Who are we kidding, this may have been our primary intent. Though we failed in that respect (come on Williams! The people demand this awful booze!), we did discover an enormous bottle of blue Hypnotiq. So, there’s that.