Tomorrow morning at 8am the palliative care nurses are having a strategic planning meeting. I don't know about you, but if I am going to think strategically, I need treats.
With this in mind, and determined to set the proper mood for the meeting, I decided to whip up a honey glazed grapefruit cake.
Ninety minutes after starting the process, and after the usual pre flip-out prayer was uttered to the cake goddesses, I was almost there.
The final step was brushing it with a honey, brown sugar, butter, vanilla glaze. I hope it tastes as good as it looks.
When I was done, I was left with 2 big naked grapefruits. So I did what anyone else would have done. I made my version of the Name-dropper. A delicious drink I had last month at The Oliver on the plaza in Kansas City. I had no Combier grapefruit and no fever tree elderflower tonic, but that didn't stop me. I used Gin, tonic water, 2 big fat slices of grapefruit, and a splash of St. Germaine (elderflower liqueur).
Despite the tonic water being flat, I enjoyed it immensely, and when it was done I headed straight to the store for more tonic water. There is still one and a half grapefruits to go. With no skins on them they are only going to last so long. I am generally only an occasional gin drinker, but last summer I had a Gin Spin and now this. Maybe my taste in drinks is becoming more refined, just like me. Not.