Heering at Frontpsych.com

…..Well, if nothing else the war gave us Teddy Roosevelt as a Rough Rider and the phrase “Remember the Maine,” which lives on in a cocktail recorded in the 1933 classic “The Gentleman’s Companion: Being an Exotic Drinking Book or Around the World with Jigger, Beaker and Flask” by Charles H. Baker, Jr. Mr. Baker urges his readers to “Treat this one with the respect it deserves, gentlemen.”
Remember the Maine
2 oz. rye whiskey
¾ oz. sweet vermouth
¼ oz. Cherry Heering liqueur
Dash of absinthe
Stir with ice; strain into a chilled cocktail glass.
Variously known as a McKinley’s Delight, this drink is, of course, a variation on a Manhattan, but with enough interest to really stand on its own as a drink. The sweetness of the Heering, a Danish cherry liqueur that we’ve previously used in the Blood and Sand, plays well with the strong anise of the absinthe. With good reason, the drink is a favorite at Brooklyn bars Fort Defiance and Clover Club.
These days, most people probably don’t, in fact, remember the Maine, but many readers have undoubtedly walked by a monument to the star-crossed ship. At the southwest corner of Central Park, the monument with the gilt statute atop it is a memorial to the crew of the USS Maine.
Drink up,


Heering on Thrillist.com

…The menu’s categorized by protein, with each offered in “nosh, share, and full” ; for instance, Lamb’s nosh-able Fritter (w/ celery root slaw/mustard sauce), shareable Saddle (w/ fennel/ tomato/ olives ragout), and full Lamb Duo w/ sauteed mushrooms and broccoli rabe, not to be confused with “Broccoli Rob”, who’s always steamed about something. Classy guzzling comes via eight specialty cocktails (with fresh squeezed juices and homemade syrups), like the dry gin/grenadine/lemon juice/egg white Clover Club, the vanilla & clove-infused bourbon/lime shell H Street Rickey, and the scotch/vermouth/cherry Heering/orange juice Blood and Sand, though drinking too much may lead to graphic violence, strong sexual content, and coarse language…


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Still on Cherry Heering

I tend to focus on a product when it comes through the mail, so I’m still harping on that old Cherry Heering.

The most famous Cherry Heering cocktail is the Singapore Sling. As I mentioned earlier, I never have pineapple juice about the house (though I had every other needed ingredient: gin, lime juice, Cointreau, grenadine, Benedictine, Angostura), so I had to look elsewhere for it.

Last Wednesday night, as I returned wearily to Brooklyn, I stopped in the Clover Club for a nightcap. “Can you make me a Singapore Sling?” I said, stepping up to the bar. “Yup,” said the bartender without a moment’s hesitation. This pleased me, and renewed my confidence in the bar staff at the Clover Club. A bartender I had never met before was dead certain he could make me what is, let’s face it, an infrequently requested drink.

As I opened the cocktail menu, I noticed a bottle of Cherry Heering on the back bar with a pour spout stuck in it. Wow, I thought. You don’t see that every day. Weird. I mean, are they pouring out the stuff all the time? Then all my assumptions flew out the window as I saw they have changed the menu recently, and the Singapore Sling was a new listed attraction, under a new category called “Tiki Drinks.” No wonder my bartender was so confident.

So, he fixed me one. And it was OK. Not particularly memorable. And they served it in a clay Tiki mug. Why does no one adhere to Jerry Berry dictum that Tiki drink should be served in clear glasses so as to show off their often lovely coloring? Damn, I thought. I’m not crazy about this drink.

I didn’t give up. A few days later I bought some pineapple and pureed it in my blender. It didn’t become juice; it was much thicker than that. So I added some water. It became thinner, but was still not juice per se. But I liked the taste and the consistency, so I let it be. I assembled all the ingredients. I employed Martin Miller’s gin, and my own homemade grenadine.

And the result was friggin’ fantastic! A gorgeous color, a splendid density—not to thick, not to thin—and super flavorful. I gave one to the Wife and it knocked her off her feet. I love Clover Club, but I have to say—I made a better Singapore Sling than they did.

Anyway, it was a relief: I do like the drink.

UPDATE: I tried another recipe, from the B.A.R. manual, asking for less pineapple juice and no Grenadine, and topped with soda water. It was good, too, but I liked it less. I think the deletion of the Grenadine and the addition of soda diluted the flavor a bit. Purist, however, might term this more austere version as more authentic. The Singapore Sling seems to be one of those cocktails whose true recipe is hotly debated. These arguments can be very interesting. They also make me tired.


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