Casual Homophobia: Margarita de Jamaica

Casual Homophobia: Margarita de Jamaica

So I just got back from a small vacation in New Orleans followed by a cruise on the Yucatan Peninsula. NOLA had astounding food consisting of burly cups of chicory coffee and poofy beignets buried alive under mounds of powdered sugar, and plenty of cayenne-spiced gumbo. The cruise was adventurous. We watched electrical storms miles off from in the sea, gazed at the milky way, watched the ocean. I was even lucky enough to be let loose on a Mayan observatory alone. An experience that was religious if not just plain cool.

And while I will go into this a bit more there's something to be said about going on a Carnival cruise out of port from the south and that was the staggering amount of casual homophobia from the other people on the ship.

Dried hibiscus flowers are pretty and pretty tasty.

Dried hibiscus flowers are pretty and pretty tasty.

Three examples:

  1. I wear a rather short and adorable pair of swim trunks that make my bootie look utterly pert and scrumptious. Straight dudes from the south wear jams from the 90s that go to their ankles. No small number of people whispered as I walked past, "Your shorts are too small," mixed with a number of extra comments, scoffs, or the always favorite point and laugh. The last time I simply waved someone off with a, "But they're larger than your dick," and watched them turn as the elevator doors closed between us.
  2. "Breeders are leaders!" being shouted when my sister-in-law and her wife kissed. We still aren't what the larger message here is. Yes, for the most part straight people are the ones in charge. Got it. Good on you.
  3. Getting in the hot tub a group of people who I can only describe as so deep south redneck that they snore "Way Down South in Dixie" and believe Jefferson Davis to be just below Jesus and right above Strom Thurmond got upset I was there. They mentioned that it was "getting too colorful" and then all got out together to have lunch. I assume lunch was a success as between the three of them they had one complete set of teeth. (And five confederate flag tattoos.)

SO YES. Annoyed.

But the tequila was nice, so there's that. Sadly, I didn't get a chance to hit the great bars in NOLA such as Cure, but maybe next time. If there is a next time. Frankly, I see why we the rest of the nation has such a deep annoyance of that region of the U.S.

Okay, vent finished. On to the cocktail. It's a goodun'.


Here's to assholes. They make us thankful for the good people in our lives.

Here's to assholes. They make us thankful for the good people in our lives.

Margarita de Jamaica

I drank way to much aqua de jamiaca on my trip. So much, you guys. Tart and delicious, how could you not want it in a margarita? Feel free to rim the glass with salt, but I find it doesn't need it.

What You'll Need:

  • 1 1/2 ounces jamaica-infused tequila
  • 1 ounce triple sec
  • 1/2 ounce lime juice
  • lime wedge for garnish

What You'll Do:

Shake with ice and strain into a glass. Garnish with lime wedge.


Get some.

Get some.

Jamiaca-Infused Tequila

Jamaica, or dried hibiscus flower, is a great infusion ingredient to have on-hand. The flavor is tart, fruity, and floral. This infusion finished with a bit of spice and vanilla to add a bit of depth and complexity. You can find dried jamaica in any Latin grocery store.

What You'll Need:

  • 16 ounces of tequila blanco
  • .50 ounces dried hibiscus/jamaica
  • 1/2 vanilla bean
  • 1 cinnamon stick
  • 1 star anise

What You'll Do:

Place the tequila and dried jamaica in a jar and let sit for six days. Add the spices and let sit for another day. Strain through cheesecloth. Store in a dark, dry place and use within 1 month.

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