4th of July Recipes, Day 2: Martha Washington’s Rum Punch
I can’t think of a better way to celebrate Independence Day than with a liquid salute to the first first lady. It’s especially nice because I found this recipe in the Little Black Book of Cocktails, by LUPEC Boston. If you don’t know, LUPEC stands for Ladies United for the Preservation of Endangered Cocktails--as it says in this lovely little book, they are “a classic cocktail society dedicated to breeding, raising, and releasing nearly extinct drinks into the world.” I think this is a mission all the founding fathers and mothers (who were fond of their punches, let me assure you) would be proud of. If you have a cocktail-loving bone in your body (or like reading about cocktails, or just like reading entertaining posts written by witty folks, or like a shaken combination of all of the above), you owe it to yourself to make an Independence Day resolution to start reading the LUPEC Boston blog (at http://lupecboston.blogspot.com/) and to picking up the Little Black Book (you’ll find information on how to pick it up on the blog). As a bonus, the proceeds from the book sale go to charity.
Ingredients:
3 lemons, quartered
1 orange, quartered
1/2 teaspoon grated nutmeg
3 cinnamon sticks, broken
6 cloves
4 ounces freshly squeezed lemon juice
4 ounces freshly squeezed orange juice
4 ounces simple syrup
12 ounces boiling water
Light rum
Orange Curaçao
Directions:
1. In a sturdy container, mash together lemons, orange, nutmeg, cinnamon sticks, and cloves. Add the
juices and syrup.
2. Pour the boiling water in the container. Let it cool, and then strain out the solids. Heat the juice mixture to a boil, and then simmer for 10 minutes. Let it cool completely, and refrigerate (overnight is good, but in a pinch, I’ll bet you could use it sooner).
3. In a punch bowl, combine 3 parts of the juice mixture with 1 part light rum and 1/2 part orange curaçao.
4. Serve over ice in punch cups or other revolutionary glassware. Top each glass with a bit more grated nutmeg and cinnamon.

As it’s been one of those weeks (I’m sure you understand what I mean without me having to go into specific details that might get me banned from the Al Dente blog, but one of those weeks where you feel just dead at the end of it), I’m thinking more about the drink I’m having at quitting time then the food I’ll be whipping up over the weekend. If you’ve had a week like that as well, then I think you’ll appreciate the following recipe (from my book
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Straining this drink over crushed ice makes it an extra-chilly summertime treat.
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I can admit it--I used to have a scraggly ponytail kind-of-a-thing going. A really unattractive hairdo (though I feel I’m slagging the word “hairdo” by associating it with what I had at the time) which I wore mostly because I was working at a bar more than going to school, this was during undergrad days, and thought that an extra 5 minutes of sleep was more important than stopping off to get a haircut. I also had a Castro-esque beard for the same reason, but the hair, and that nasty, wanna-be-English-major ponytail, are center stage here. My manager at the bar hated it (it scared customers, too), and told me he’d pay be $10 to go across the street to our neighborhood barber and get a haircut. Finally, to get him off my back as much as to fancy up, I did go over after an afternoon shift to Roy’s Barbershop, which was a traditional one-seat shop, a place where older and younger folks would hang out and talk before getting their hair cut, maybe read a magazine or two, tell jokes, and generally form a community. Of course Roy (who I’d poured a drink for many times) was excited to rid me of the offending hair, and of course my manager followed me over to make sure the pony tail actually went by the wayside. Between us, I hadn’t been to get a haircut in a while, and having someone there watching over the cutting made me a little nervous. But Roy, following the lineage of many great barbers, handed me a
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This tasty cookie recipe (which shouldn’t just be regulated to the weekend--especially since Christmas is next Tuesday, and these will make a scrumptious Christmas day snack) comes from Al Dente reader Leslie, who says, “These truly are amazing! I think white chocolate is just OK, I like cranberries and oatmeal, but for some reason the combination is incredible. Hope you enjoy them as much as we did!” 
As read on the always sugary 