*While I was given this product free of charge to try and review the opinions in this post are solely mine. And anyone who knows me knows I have strong opinions on everything. And they are all mine.
I think most of us foodies can agree that over the years our taste buds have become more mature, more refined and quite possibly slightly regressed. I went from a covert mushroom discarder to someone who could eat them sauteed for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Just mushrooms. Nothing else. I love a really deep olive oil. But keep the olives to yourself.
When it comes to alcohol I have been all over the spectrum and back again. Twice. If I recall correctly my very first taste may have been a deliciously smuggled bottle of Southern Comfort that was added to a McDonalds chocolate milkshake at 15. After being unbelievably ill from it (it had to have been the flu) I think my next taste was many, many years later when I became of age. Or near to it. My college years were spend getting close to my friend Tommy. You guys know him as Tom Collins. But my affinity for him had us on a cutesy name basis. Those and mixed drinks so sweet they made candy apples taste like rice cakes on a stick.
When budgets got tight a case of 24 for $24 was a sure bet (remember when beer was that cheap) and as I got older and began to appreciate flavour, not just enjoy food and drink, I ventured down the winery road.
Now please don’t mistrue anything I’m saying as being a heavy drinker. We rarely drink at home unless we are entertaining and we only drink when dining out in social situations. I like to know I’m getting home safe and that my next day won’t be a write off with fuzzy views and less brain cells than the day before so more often than not I don’t drink at all. But when the setting and atmosphere come together in such a way, aligned just perfectly, I will not hestitate to enjoy a delicious cocktail or two.
The one beverage that has been a constant in my life no matter what journey my taste buds are taking me on is a Bloody Caesar. Thick and spicy, perfect on a hot day, for a brunch kick starter or end of work day refresher, I love a well made Caesar. Which is to say it’s never made quite how I want it. I don’t bother explaining anymore, just leave the bottle of hot sauce on the table. And as much as I love them, I never make them at home. Ever. And it’s mainly because of the mix. Store brought tomato cocktail mixes are either metallic tasty or too salty. And they just don’t taste right! And any lover of the Caesar knows what I’m taking about. That perfect taste of….rightness.
Let me introduce you to my new friend Walter (sorry Tommy). We just met this weekend.
Walter is an all natural craft Caesar mix. The first in this country. What does that mean? It means there it is made in small batches. It has real ingredients. Horseradish, clam juice, worchestershire, hot sauce, tomatoes. No preservatives. And it’s in glass. Oh and it taste as close to a restaurant made Caesar as you will ever get. That close. I’ll admit the first glass was drank before I remembered to add vodka, that’s how tasty it is. While it comes in two flavors; well spiced and mildly spiced I did have to add more kick. But that’s just how I roll. I like absurdly spicy stuff. Check your local Ontario and B.C grocery stores, restaurants or specialty shops and give it a try. Even if you don’t drink, have it virgin. It’s vegetables after all. Or do what I did. Cook with it.
They say you should always cook with a wine that you plan to serve at dinner so I’m applying that logic here as well.
Enjoy and please drink responsibly.