In honor of Repeal Day and to celebrate the end of Prohibition on December 5th 1933, I was inspired to create a cocktail of historical significance. I started with Pisco, of course, to represent Peru and the taste of the oldest distilled spirit in the Americas. Then, added some dark barrel-aged rum from the Dominican Republic. And finally, combined Herbsaint and bourbon, in an homage to the Sazerac, the oldest known cocktail in The United States. Presenting, an end of Prohibition cocktail that could only be called The Saint and the Viceroy.
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Manjar Blanco Bonbons
Manjar blanco is the star in many Peruvian desserts — it’s the creamy custard in the Suspiro Limeño, the glue in the Alfajores cookie sandwich, or the filling in the fluffy Pionono roll. But it can also fly solo as a Manjar Blanco Bonbon, and wearing a petite coat of cinnamon powder and a single sugar pearl, it dares you, dares you, to only eat one.
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Pisco Milk Punch No. 1
Spanning centuries and continents, from India, to the British Isles, New Orleans, and Peru, a Milk Punch connects them all. Each Milk Punch recipe is unique to its region and usually includes a spirit such as brandy, bourbon, or rum. In Peru, of course, we use Pisco.
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Chumbeque (Anise Syrup Cookie Sandwich)
Have you ever been called a chumbeque? If you have, then it was probably by a Peruvian like me who is obsessed with desserts, pastries, syrups, cookies, and cakes that date back to the time of the Spanish Viceroyalty. We grow up with them, fall in love with them, and celebrate every occasion with them. We even use them as a term of affection: “you are a chumbeque!” — not literally, of course, otherwise you’d be a shortbread cookie sandwich coated in a sticky anise flavored syrup, and I would be eating you morning noon, and night.
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La Primera Paella (Paella Dinners at Camino)
It’s not often that while enjoying a meal, I am reminded of the first time I had a dish. With so much trendy fusion and fashionable deconstruction, I find to my dismay that a favorite dish seldom looks and tastes like it does in my memory. So when it does, I take notice, and come back for more. That’s what… Read more →