Taiwan had turned out to be a fruit lover’s paradise, the kind of fruit that they charge an arm and a leg to get at home.
Case in point: passion fruit; the actual fruit, not the girl.
In
Canada, you can expect to pay $2.00 each; here, you get a bag of 12 for about the same price.
Needless to say, I had seized the opportunity and was on passion fruit overload – 6 or 7 each morning.
And then today it hit me: a little slice off the bottom so it would stand up on its own, open up the top so it became a cup, add vodka, stir and enjoy.
Space and Iris were suspicious yet intrigued; unfortunately they declined to take part in my culinary experiment since they had to teach… and Iris would have been hammered.
I had no such restrictions so 2 of my 5 passion fruits were the vodka shooter type.
The results were predictably amazing.
It was tart and crunchy because of the seeds without a trace of alcohol burn.
I may have found a replacement for lemon gin in the category of “disguised alcohol”.
this sounds soo yummy!
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