Remember the days when you were a child and Ice Cream was part of every balanced meal? A time when if you had a day that did not include said frozen treat you would throw a huge tantrum. I know Whit hasn’t forgotten those days. (they haunt me.) Well I haven’t either.
Due to the extreme heat wave that has been lingering this summer I have spent many days wishing my metabolism was what it once was and that I could eat ice cream daily with zero repercussions. Sadly this is not the case. Regardless, I crave a Choco Taco or Dreamsicle almost daily. I used to LOVE both of those. It wasn’t until I moved to Chicago that I realized Dairy Queen made one of my favorite frozen delights into a milkshake-type-thingy. The Orange Julius. (bro, the Julius does not have ice cream in it, just sayin.) I know these things have been around for ages but I had never heard of it until I was in my twenties (freaking travesty).
For those of you who are like me circa 2008, an Orange Julius is basically a liquefied creamsicle that is a frothy and incredibly satisfying. It definitely takes me back to a more simple time when I would panic at the first sound of an ice cream truck. (the only exercise I got was chasing that damn truck…) I recently was daydreaming about having one and thought to myself “Why can’t I combine one of my favorite treats from my childhood with one of my favorite treats from adulthood?” Answer is, I CAN! I decided that I was totes going to add some booze to my Orange Julius. My first thought was whiskey/bourbon (naturally) but decided that a dark rum would probably pair better with the flavors and the consistency. Although, due to the success of this Julius I am considering a Bourbon Peach Julius. You’re Welcome.
The Rum Orange Julius is refreshing, delicious, and alcoholic. I would definitely suggest having one during these hot days of summer while mocking the Olympians who are working hard, sweating, and not enjoying a creamy orange treat. Make sure to stretch beforehand though. These drinks can be pretty filling and we don’t want you to pull a hammy. (I would like to go on record and say I think this is effing disgusting and wouldn’t be caught dead drinking one. But you go right on with your fat self.)
Combining your inner fat kid and boozehound.
- fresh squeezed orange juice - 3 ounces
- spiced rum (Sailor Jerry's) - 2 ounces
- egg white - 1
- vanilla extract - 1/4 teaspoon
- sugar - 1 tablespoon
- ice - 1/2 cup