Oddly enough, the winter is when our citrus ripens, we find that we get more fruit than we can say grace over each year. So, we pawn it off on friends and juice what we have room to freeze, then we either eat the rest - or make fresh juice. You know, now that we think on it - our growing season is all off-kilter from our consuming season. Okra peaks in the summer, but, it is too damn hot to eat gumbo (although hot coffee + hot day = just fine), then we have this winter citrus quandary. This is one of our favorite drinks, tart-ish and refreshing - a great alternative to all that National Beer of Texas we consume.

Salty Dog

1 1/2 oz good vodka (Monopolowa, Skyy, Absolut - not a peep about Skyy, ees good)
juice of 1/2 grapefruit, reserving enough juice to wet glass rim
2 teaspoons simple syrup (recipe follows)
salt for rimming the glasses (medium-coarse sea salt looks very nice)

Dip the rim of a cocktail glass in the grapefruit juice and dip in salt. Fill glass almost to the top with ice. Combine the vodka, a generous 1/4 cup of grapefruit juice and simple syrup. Pour into glass, quaff. Repeat as needed.

Simple Syrup

Simply combine 2 cups sugar and 2 cups water in a saucepan, bring to a boil over medium-high heat until sugar is fully disolved. Cool completely, refrigerate. Make dranks.

Don't be a dumbass, be sweet and responsible. Remember to watch some football this weekend. Our beloved Texans will face the despised, villanous, flipper-offer Titans of Tennessee this Monday. The beloved Texans have a shot at the play offs, even with our favorite tight end and uber-hottie, Owen Daniels, out for the season - we have a great starting team, getting some depth at several key positions. You no like the football? We no care - go out, eat sports bar foods and have a reasonable amount of beverages and cheer. All you have to do to look like you are educated with regard to the game.....find someone in Texans garb...they yell, you yell, they jump up and down and do crazy dances....you do that too. Support our team, and remember.....Bud Sucks (the team owner, not the beer).

Okay, we're bitter, we admit - first we suffer that heinous loss to the Bills, we were up like, what? 35 points? We were the Houston Oilers, now, we are the Texans - let's get this straight, there are no Oilers - that jackass kept the team name, why? he's a jackass, a whackadoodle jackass. There are no Oilers - they are dead to us. Sure, Bud may have thought he was avenging that faux pas of a football expedition in giving the bird to everyone in his line of sight. He forgot - that was in Houston, he's not here, nor are the Titans (he's getting the dementia, just saying). Do not wear Oiler throw-back uniforms, it's an abomination. And, while we're at it, HEY BUD, DON'T YOU OWE THE COUNTY FOR THAT LAST EXPANSION WE PAID FOR TO MEET YOUR DEMANDS, TO KEEP THE TEAM???? Okay, we're done now - where the hell is our cocktail?

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