I blame Don Draper.

Every year. Dad falls into the same trap. Every stinkin’ year.  I tell him, don’t you bet with Tim Lamkin.  Old Lambone.  Don’t you do it.  He never loses. It’s a big ole waste of your pride and money.

But. No.  Heaven forbid he should miss out on taking Tim on his Annual Free Dinner. Because news flash. Tim always wins.  You can’t go up against excellence.  You would think after years of losing in sports wagering, (its an official term now) that you would know, Tim knows his sports.

I blame testosterone.  I blame Don Draper. He has got to be the reason you’re dressed in a suit and taking another man out to dinner. Instead of me. There really was only one thing I could do.

Celebrate your loss with you.  Isn’t that what marriage is? But Dad, don’t worry.  You still have your hair.  And for Martha’s sake, if it isn’t a gorgeous head of hair.  In fact, I think it’s time we all took a page out of the ole Don’s book.

The Manhattan Page, that is.

(Vino Luci Style also has a similar recipe of note on this matter that I thought I’d share)

Manhattan Bundt Cake with a Spiked Glaze

Kathy Casey’s Recipe, Liquid Kitchen


2 jars (10-ounces each) maraschino cherries
4 large eggs
1 tablespoon grated fresh orange zest
3/4 cup bourbon
2 tablespoons sweet red vermouth
2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
2 cups granulated sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
16 tablespoons (2 sticks) salted butter, cut into chunks, softened

Glaze

1 cup powdered sugar
2 to 2 1/2 tablespoons bourbon

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Drain cherries and reserve 6 cherries for garnish; roughly chop remaining cherries.

In a medium bowl, whisk together eggs, orange zest, 3/4 cup bourbon and vermouth until combined. Set aside.

In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda and salt. Blend with an electric mixer on low speed, adding butter, 1 chunk at a time. When all butter has been incorporated, beat at medium-low speed until mixture is crumbly, about 30 seconds.

With mixer on low, add egg mixture in a steady stream. Scrape down the sides of the bowl, increase speed to medium-high, and beat until batter is light and fluffy, about 2 minutes. Stir in chopped cherries.

Lightly grease or spray a nonstick Bundt pan, and pour batter evenly into pan. Rap on counter to release any air bubbles.

Bake in preheated oven on a lower rack until a toothpick inserted into the middle of the cake comes out clean, about 40-45 minutes. Rotate the pan halfway through baking. Let cool in the pan for 15 minutes.

While the cake is cooling, make the glaze. In a small bowl, mix together the powdered sugar and 2 tablespoons of bourbon until smooth. (Start with 2 tablespoons bourbon and add a little more if needed.)

Turn the cake out onto a cookie sheet or serving platter and drizzle with glaze while cake is still slightly warm. Garnish with reserved maraschino cherries.

Boy, it’s got to be good to be engaged to someone who celebrates your losses with booze and cake.  Life must really be good…

Love,

Whit

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11 Responses to I blame Don Draper.

  1. Dan Draper is right…or Virginia Bathe more specifically maybe, my mother, who was a big fan of Manhattan’s and who I thought of when I wrote my post! Thanks for mentioning, now I’ll have to try your’s sometime!

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  2. Nice twist on a liquor infused cake. I’m going to tuck this one away for a another day…

    Have you tried a Manhattan with rye using the original/classic recipce. Definitely different, but equally tasty.

    Jason

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    • I am not much of a manhattan drinker – i prefer red wine, but Dad drinks Manhattans like they are Mountain Berry Mist Gatorade, so I’ll have him try it this way! :) Thanks for the tip!

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