GASTRONORMOUS

More on the family Thanksgiving vacation later today, but for now, this (to whet your appetite):

You might imagine we drank mostly margaritas whilst vacationing on the Mayan Riviera (as they call this stretch of the Yucatan coast), but bars at the Barcelo Maya Palace resort (where we stayed) had a host of tropical frou-frou drinks that even the most serious imbiber would have a hard time resisting when staying here. Don’t get me wrong, in New York, I wouldn’t deign to order a drink called the Banana Republic or, heavens to murgatroid, a Strawberry Daiquiri from a machine, but on the Mexican Caribbean, one simply must, well, do as the Mayans do, as they say.

I think it is safe to say that the favorite frou-drink of our family ended up being the Isla de Coco, which was a frothy coconut and rum confection floating atop a “sea” of blue curacao. (That’s it, just to the left of the no-smoking placard that I was apparently already too swizzled to think to remove from the cocktail-table still life before photo-ing.) As a rule, I am not a fan of blue curacao, but here it worked to cut the sweetness of the rest of the drink and add a little punch. It was so festive, tasty, and satisfying!

I must try to replicate the recipe–I can think of a better way to ring in the beginning of our New York summer. Seven. Long. Months. From. Now.