Cocktail Monday: Salty Dog

You could call this part one of Christmas Redux.

I like my family's Christmas traditions.  There are many.  The way we've been doing Christmas morning hasn't changed for many years.  We get up at about 6 A.M., we check out what Santa left us, then we open presents starting from youngest, going to oldest.

Oooh- look at me go:

Check out my exciting new dustbuster!  You know how I love vacuum cleaners and all. 

Then we have brunch.  It's really breakfast, as it's at about 8 in the morning, but you get the drift.

We always have grapefruit:

And egg casserole.

And sweet rolls.  This year I made Pioneer Woman's:

This year with all that extra grapefruit juice hanging around, I couldn't help myself.  Mind you, I didn't actually make the drink until after noon, for those of you who are counting (you know who you are).

I went for an old fav- the salty dog.  Basically you make yourself a greyhound- simply vodka and grapefruit juice- but you switch it up with a salted rim. 

This one's as easy as pie, but with excellent fresh ruby red grapefruits from the Valley in southern Texas, they become extraordinary.

Salt your rim, and fill your glass with ice.

Pour in 1.5 ounces of vodka.  That part happened in the bar upstairs, so I didn't get a picture.  I didn't want to scare my grandmother with vodka bottles on Christmas.

I added a splash of lime juice because those ruby reds were so sweet they needed a little kick.

Poured in the juice from some supremes I made for a salad later:

Gave it a stir and called it a day.

Christmas day, that is.

It was very merry (but more so for me on account of the salty dog)

Playing,
Meredith