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Captain Morgan Jack-o-Blast Rum
This makes me want to start bouncing up and down while yelling “THIS IS HALLOWEEN THIS IS HALLOWEEN” shoves head into a pumpkin like a helmet “EVERYBODY MAKE A SCENE” kicking in the neighbors door “TRICK OR TREAT TILL THE NEIGHBORS GONNA DIE OF FRIGHT!!!” Or maybe I’m just feeling festive for the season. Either way it’s delicious! It tastes like real pumpkin pie, the pie-filling you get for thanksgiving. Both the pumpkin-squash flavor and the pumpkin spice of cinnamon, nutmeg, etc...There is a nice bite to it underneath from the alcohol, but it doesn't come in too strong or overpower the sweetness. It also has a creamy side to it, like baileys. Overall I really like it, and I'd happily buy a larger version of it. 4/5
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It’s time!
Come one come all, for the show we’ve waited very patiently all year to see. Above you will find the drinking game presented as bingo cards because why not be snarky with friends? Ming Xi is the free space because she is the queen of my heart.
There are 56 models walking: 13 Angels, 30 returning models, and 13 newcomers. Our performers this year are Harry Styles, Miguel, Leslie Odom Jr. and Chinese star Jane Zhang. Classical pianist Li Yundi is also listed on the VS website, most likely accompanying one of the singers. The Fantasy Bra is the $2 million Champagne Nights Fantasy Bra worn by the wonderful Lais Ribeiro.
Be ready at 10 pm sharp with your favorite drinks to enjoy the spectacle!
#2017 vsfs#victoria's secret#victoria's secret fashion show#i'll be rocking captain morgan jack-o-blast#which is pumpkin spice rum#it's phenomenal
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This is wayyyy late but what are ur ac4 Halloween hc? Like who likes the holiday the most And who likes it the least
This is kind of modern AU geared I guess - Mostly everyone shows up with shitty costumes they bought at Spencer’s or rented and it’s an excuse to get drunk (exceptions with costumes noted).
Avery Bar is the location of the main pirate party, everyone gets their own Captain Morgan Jack-O-Blast (shameless promotion) and it’s a pirate themed party
Jack drinks his before the party begins and uses the bottle for fillups
Edward likes the holiday but I think would like it even more once he can take his kids trick or treating and dress up with them, so the drunk party is probably the weekend before
Ade likes it for what the core of it is, tbh I think he’d be more down for giving out candy, but idk about him taking Edward’s kids lmao. He’s still going to the party though.
Anne likes it as an excuse to get smashed and do a costume theme with Mary. She wouldn’t mind handing out candy to kids either.
Mary likes it to get smashed and made her and Anne’s costumes. She usually wins the costume contest
Vane shows up for the party and buys some of the stuff on clearance a day later, he’s mostly there to get drunk and fuck
Jack is drunk all day and night and all for the party but would leave a pot of candy on the porch with no one watching it.
BB likes the candy and drinks, he’s got a flair for dramatic macabre things so usually surprises everyone with a good costume/presence, most of the time he convinces Ben to come along with if he isn’t working.
Ben ain’t really into it as long as he’s sober and not high, but would probably hand out candy to kids if at home. At the party he probably gets smashed, etc. Maybe went in drag one year to compliment BB’s costume theme, yeah I went there
Ah Tabai is that guy who doesn’t give out candy and initially gave out healthy snacks; when that backfired he gave out taffy apples and some other alternatives that got better reception
BurgessCockram have a two-headed guy costume and surprisingly don’t ditch it once during the party
Roberts kind of crashes, no one invited him, but he has a really good costume and loves the holiday (I think this is like the only time anyone will get along with him)
Stede goes and is pretty much terrified of these drunk people and ends up following either of the Edwards around. He rents a nice costume
Du Casse wears an inappropriate costume to the Templar masquerade and is asked to step out until he fixes it (really open shirt). He might show up at the pirate party
Torres isn’t really one for Halloween but hosts the ball to definitely rents some professional-tier costume. He’s good at hiding it but probably is tipsy on wine by the end of the night. Despite being A Bad Templar he donated a lot to local Halloween stuff for kids
Woodes ALWAYS wears a costume with a mask or partial mask to the balls and tells Du Casse his costume was fine. Woody is drunk halfway thru
Tiburon dresses up as a knight in armor so he can hide from this shit tbh he doesn’t want to be there. But loved dressing up in the armor.
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Captain Morgan Jack-O'Blast Returns For The Fall
Captain Morgan Jack-O'Blast Returns For The Fall @CaptainMorganUS #CaptainMorgan #RUM #pumpkinspice #cocktails #mixology #diageo
Captain Morgan’s spiced pumpkin shot Jack-O’Blast returns for the fall. Here are some new recipes so you can enjoy this limited-edition release as per the Captain’s orders. (more…)
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Etsy listing available in my shop
Check out this item in my Etsy shop https://www.etsy.com/listing/1054514288/handmade-captain-morgan-jack-o-blast
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Personal Photo Challenge
Rules: Describe yourself only using photos you already have saved, no searching or downloading new ones.
I was tagged this morning by @katie-dub so here goes:
1. Curry fries and IPA at my favorite local brewery, Foulmouthed Brewing.
2. My cat in his heated bed that he “hates” because it’s not my lap.
3. My version of a Pumpkin Spice Latte crossed with an A & O, a Maine “specialty” cocktail consisting of Allen’s Coffee Brandy and milk. This version has pumpkin egg nog, Captain Morgan’s “Jack-O-Blast” rum, and Allen’s.
4. My avatar from Animal Crossing: Pocket Camp.
5. My work mug from a local distillery. “Most Likely Not Rum* - *but no guarantees”
6. Me and @i-cannot-read-this on our 1st wedding anniversary in Acadia National Park. (I’m doing the weird thing grabbing his face because I’m showing off my nail polish, a color called “I Eat Maine-ly Lobster”. Even though I hate lobster with every fiber of my being.)
7. A sign for our local salt-themed gift shop in Portland that I could essentially label as “Mood” every day. “Explore a world of salt!”
8. Sweaty me in academic regalia at our university’s ceremony for investing our new president last year.
9. A poster from one of my favorite local pubs advertising something called “Edstock” a fannish celebration of Mister Ed that apparently actually happened.
Because I’m a coward, I’m not going to tag anyone to participate, but I honestly invite anyone and everyone who follows me to jump in on this, because it was fun!
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Captain Morgans Jack O Blast!!! 🎃💥🥃🤡#captainmorgansjackoblast#jackoblast#captainmorgan#captainmorganspicedrum#pumpkinpatch#lcbo#liquorbottle#liqourstore#pumpkins#happythanksgivingeveryones#thanksgivingpost#captainmorganspiced#bottleporn#guelphlife (at LCBO Store) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3ndeAGFpxN/?igshid=dqbsaa1ex8xg
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Finished up my Madagascan Bourbon Vanilla Bean tincture today. Aka Vanilla Extract. It brewed for 7 months. My goal was a minimum of 6 months so I resisted straining it long enough! I only filled one dropper bottle with the concoction then poured the rest over fresh beans that I topped off with Captain Morgan Jack-O Blast Pumpkin Spiced Rum. Hoping for a extra deliciously deeply flavored extract from this blend in another 6 months! I’ll eventually write a blog about my entire process but here’s some snippets from today. 🎃
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Finished up my Madagascan Bourbon Vanilla Bean tincture today. Aka Vanilla Extract. It brewed for 7 months. My goal was a minimum of 6 months so I resisted straining it long enough! I only filled one dropper bottle with the concoction then poured the rest over fresh beans that I topped off with Captain Morgan Jack-O Blast Pumpkin Spiced Rum. Hoping for a extra deliciously deeply flavored extract from this blend in another 6 months! I’ll eventually write a blog about my entire process but here’s some snippets from today. 🎃
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DUNKIRK--E.J. Pratt
The English May was slipping into June With heralds that the spring had never known. Black cavalry were astride the air; The Downs awoke to find their faces slashed; There was blood on the hawthorn, And song had died in the nightingales’ throats.
Appeasement is in its grave: it sleeps well. The mace had spiked the parchment seals And pulverized the hedging ifs and wherefores. The wheezy adverbs, the gutted modifiers. Churchill and Bevin have the floor, Whipping snarling nouns and action-verbs Out of their lairs in the lexicon, Bull-necked adversatives that bit and clawed, An age before gentility was cubbed.
A call came in from the Channel Like the wash of surf on sand. Borne in by the winds against the chalk escarpments. Into the harbors, up the rivers, along the estuaries, And but one word in the call. Three hundred thousand on the beaches. Their spirit-level vision straining West! A vast patience in their eyes. They had fought pig iron, manganese, tungston, cobalt; And their struggle with hunger, thirst, And the drug of sleep. Had multiplied the famine in their cheeks For England, By forty miles divided from her brood. Seven millions on the roads in France, Set to a pattern of chaos Fashioned through years for this hour. Inside the brain of the planner No tolerance befogged the reason — The reason with its clear-swept halls, Its brilliant corridors. Where no recesses with their healing dusk Offered asylum for a fugitive. The straightedge ruled out errors. The tremors in the sensory nerves, 40 Pity and the wayward impulses, The liberal imbecilities. The reason reckoned that the allied guns Would not be turned upon the roads To clear the path for the retreat. It reasoned well — Brutality, an art which had been bogged In some stray corner of the field In that Gallic- Anglo-Saxon fumble of the game.
REGATTA AND CREW
Millenniums it had taken to make their stock. Piltdown hung on the frontals of their fathers. They had lain as sacrifices Upon the mortuary slabs of Stonehenge. Their souls had come to birth out of their racial myths. The sea was their school; the storm, their friend.
Foot by foot and hand to hand They had met the legions On the beaches and in the surf. Great names had been delivered unto them;
Caractacus, Taking his toll of the invaders In his retreat to the fens and hills;
Boadicea, The storming of Londinium and Verulamium, And the annihilation of the Roman ninth;
Alban, Alfred, Athelney, Edington! And in the march of their survival They had fought the poll tax and burned The manor rolls under Ball and Tyler. They had led the riots against the Enclosures. They had sung ballads to the rhythms of the gibbets. The welts had been around their necks and ankles. They had swept the Main with Hawkins and Drake.
Morgan-mouthed vocabularians, Lovers of the beef of language,
They had carved with curse and cutlass Castilian grandees in the Caribbean.
They had signed up with Frobisher, Had stifled cries in the cockpits of Trafalgar. They had emptied their veins into the Marne. Freedom to them was like the diver’s lust for air. Children of oaths and madrigals. They had shambled out of caves To write the clauses of the Charters, To paint the Channel mists, To stand hushed before the Canterbury tapers.
THE RACE ON THE CHANNEL
The Royal Yacht squadrons of the Thames and Cowes, Those slim and rakish models of the wave-line theory, Flying the ensign with their Club devices — Grand-daughters of Genesta and the Galatea Whose racing spinnakers Outsilvered and outflew the sea gulls off the Isle of Wight. Cutters, the pride of Folkestone and Sheerness With their press balloon jibs, Their billows of flax and hemp Smothering their single masts And straight-running bowsprits. Excursion paddlers — Last of the family known as the fleet of the butterflies, Purveyors of moonlight sonatas and Sunday siestas. The fireboats from the London Fire Brigade. Luggers with four-sided sails bent to the yards And slung obliquely to the masts, Smelling of the wharves of Deal. Smacks that built the Grimsby name. Yawls with their handy mizzen sails — The Jacks-of-all-trades on the English coast. Barges spritsail-rigged with jigger booms. Bluff-bowed billyboys and Norfolk wherries, Skiffs that stank of herring roes and Yarmouth. Dutch scoots and square-stemmed bawleys rank With kelp, fish scales and the slime of eels. And with them all, the merchantmen. Three-funnel liners turbine-driven, Cabin cruisers, with whaleboats, rafts, and dories Tied to the grimy tails of barges drawn by tugs.
A Collingwood came from Newcastle-on-Tyne, Trelawney and Grenville of the Cornish Line, And Raleigh and Gilbert from the Devon Seas With a Somerset Blake. They met at the quays — McCluskey, Gallagher, Joe Millard, Three riveters red from Dumbarton Yard, And Peebles of Paisley, a notary clerk.
Two joiners from Belfast, Mahaffy and Burke, Blackstone and Coke of Lincoln’s Inn, A butcher from Smithfield, Toby Quinn, Jonathan Wells, a Sheffield bricklayer, Tim Thomas of Swansea, a borough surveyor.
Jack Wesley, a stoker, by way of South Shields, And Snodgrass and Tuttle from Giles-in-the-Fields, Young Bill of Old Bill with Hancock and Reid, two sons of a bishop from Berwick-on-Tweed, A landscape gardener of Tunbridge, Kent, Povey, a draper from Stoke-on-Trent, Arthur Cholmondeley Bennington-Grubbe With Benbow of the Boodles Club, A Ralph Abercrombie, a Fetherstonehaugh With Smith, and Ibbs, and Jones, and Buggs — They met on the liners, yachts and tugs; The Princess Maud, the Massy Shaw, The Crested Eagle, the Nicholas Drew, The Gurgling Jean and the Saucy Sue.
Two prefects from Harrow — Dudley and Fraser, Fresh in their gray flannel trousers and blazer, Helping two tanners. Muggins and Day, To rig up a sail at a mizzen stay. Were hailed by a Cambridge stroke — “ Ahoy! Will you let me go on your billyboy? ”
A curate from Cardiff, the Reverend Evans, Inspired with zeal by a speech of Bevin’s, Called on a Rochester verger named Burchall, Likewise inflamed by a speech from Churchill — Together they went to a Greenwich jetty And boarded a lighter — the Bouncing Betty.
Meadows, the valet, tapped at the door Of Colonel Ramsbottom, late of Lahore: ’Twas dawn, and the Colonel was sick with a head; “ The Dean and his lordship, the Bishop, are here. And your sloop, sir, is ready down at the pier. And may I go with you? ” Meadows said — “ No,” roared the Colonel, as he creaked out of bed. Blasting out damns with a spot of saliva, Yet the four of them boarded the Lady Godiva.
A Captain with a Cape Horn face. Being down on his luck without a ship, Had spent ten years in his own disgrace As skipper of a river ferry — Tonight he was taking his finest trip As master of a Norfolk wherry.
The junior partner, Davie Scott, Of MacTavlsh, MacEachren, MacGregor, and Scott, Conspired with Murdoch, MacNutt, and MacPhail To go to Gravesend that evening and sail For the Beach in Mr. MacTavish’s yacht.
HEARD ON THE COLLIERS
“ I’ve been in a bit of a muss, mesen, With my game left leg,” said Eddie Glen, “ And every night my faintin’ spells, Contracted in the Dardanelles.”
“ My floatin’ kidney keeps me ’ome. My shoulder too ’as never ’ealed,” Quoth Rufus Stirk of ’Uddersfield, Cracked with shrapnel at Bapaume.
“ Ovv, wot’s a kidney, look at me, A bleedin’ boulder in my lung,” Said ’Umphrey ’Iggins of Bermondsey; “ A ’Igh Explosive ’ad me strung On the top of a ruddy poplar tree For thirty hours at Armenteers, ’Aven’t spit straight nigh twenty years.”
“Now, my old woman,” said Solomon Pike, “ Says ’Itler’s sueh a fidget like; ’E steals the cows and ’ens from the Danes, ’E rummages France, ’e chases the Poles, And comes over ’ere with ’is blinkin’ planes To drive us to the ’Yde Park ’oles Where there’s nary a roof that isn’t leakin’. Swipin’ the pillows right under our ’eads. Shooin’ us out from our ’umble beds. ’E’s a mug, I says, in a manner o’ speakin’.”
“ How lang d’ye ken it’ll take to get through it? ” Said a cautious drover, Angus Bain. “ It’ll take a bit o’ doin’ to do it. The blighters are dropping bombs like rain,” Said the costermonger from Petticoat Lane.
Out on the Channel — laughter died. Casual understatement Was driven back from its London haunts To its clinical nakedness Along the banks of the Ilissus.
In front of the crew were rolling mountains of smoke Spilling fire from their Vesuvian rims; The swaying fringes of Borealis blue; The crimson stabs through the curtains; The tracers’ fiery parabolas. The falling pendants of green from the Verey lights; The mad colors of the murals of Dunkirk.
Space, time, water, bread, sleep. Above all — sleep; Commodities beyond the purchase of the Rand.
Space — A thousand pounds per foot! Not up for sale In the cabin suites or on the floors of the lighters. The single Mole was crammed with human termites. Stumbling, falling on the decks of the destroyers. Sleeping, dying on the decks of the transports Strung along the seaward end.
The solid black queues on the sand waited their turn To file along the bridgehead jetties Improvised from the army lorries, Or waded out to swim Or clutch at drifting gangplanks, rafts, and life belts.
Time — Days, weeks of the balance of life Offered in exchange for minutes now.
Stuff of the world’s sagas in the heavens! Spitfires were chasing Heinkels, one to twenty. The nation’s debt unpaid, unpayable. Was climbing up its pyramid. As the Hurricanes took on the Messerschmitts.
THE MULTIPEDES ON THE ROADS
Born on the blueprints. They are fed by fire. They grow their skin from carburized steel. They are put together by cranes. Their hearts are engines that do not know fatigue In the perfection of their valves. In the might of their systolic thrusts. Their blood is petrol: Oil bathes their joints. Their nerves are wire. From the assembly lines they are put on inspection.
They pass tests. Are pronounced fit by the drill sergeants. They go on parade and are the pride of the High Command. They take, understand, and obey orders. They climb hills, straddle craters and the barbed barricades. They defy bullets and shells. Faster than Genghis’ cavalry they speed, Crueler than the hordes of Tamburlaine, Yet unknowing and uncaring. It is these that the rearguards are facing — Creatures of conveyer belts. Of precision tools and schedules.
They breathe through carburetted lungs; If pierced, they do not feel the cut, And if they die, they do not suffer death. And Dunkirk stands between the rearguards and the sea.
Motor launches from the Port of London, Lifeboats from the liners. Whaleboats, bottoms of shallow draught. Rammed their noses into the silt, Packed their loads and ferried them to scoots and drifters. Blood and oil smut on their faces, The wounded, dying and dead were hauled up Over the rails of the hospital carriers In the nets and cargo slings.
IN THE SKIES
The world believed the trap was sprung. And no Geneva words or signatures of merey Availed the quarry on the sands. The bird’s right to dodge the barrels on the wing, The start for the hare. The chance for the fox to eross his scent. For the teeth to snap at the end of the chase, Did not belong to this tally-ho.
The proffered sword disclaimed by the victor, The high salute at the burial of a foe Wrapped in the folds of his flag. The wreath from the skies. Were far romantic memories.
As little chivalry here As in the peregrines chasing the carriers. As in the sniff of the jaekals about a carcass!
Here over the dunes The last civil rag was torn from the body of war — The decencies had perished with the Stukas.
From Dover to Dunkirk, From Dunkirk to Ramsgate, And baek to the dunes. Power boats of the enemy Were driving torpedoes into transports and colliers, Lifting the engines clear from their beds. Blowing the boilers, sheering the sterns. And the jettisoned loads gathered up from the sea Were transferred to other decks And piled in steep confusion On the twisted steel of the listed destroyers. On the rough planks of the barges. Into the hatches of the freighters. Jammed against bulkheads and riddled ventilators, On the coils of the cables.
On quarterdecks and in the fo’c’sles. On the mess tables and under them.
“ Was that roar in the North from the Rodney We hope to God it was.”
Drip of the leadlines on the bows — “ Two fathoms, sir, four feet, three and a half.” “ Wake up, you dead end. You’re not on the feathers now. Make room for this ’ere bloke.” “ Stiff as cement ’e is.” “ Git a gait on, Or the Stukas’ll be raisin’ boils on your necks.” “ Ahoy, skipper, a can of petrol.” “ Compass out of gear — Give us the line to Ramsgate.” “ Follow the skoots.”
The great birds, carrying under their wings The black distorted crosses, Plunged, straightened out, I.aid their eggs in air. Hatched them in fountains of water. In craters of sand, To the leap of flame. To the roar of avalanche.
And in those hours. When Death was sweating at his lathe. When heads and legs and arms were blown from their trunks, When the seventh day on the dunes became the eighth. And the eighth slumped into the dawn of the ninth. When the sand’s crunch and suck under the feet Were sounds less to be endured than the crash of bombs In that coma and apathy of horror —
It was then that the feel of a deck. The touch of a spar or a halyard. Was like a hold on the latch of the heart of God,
I’s the Navy's job! It’s their turn now, From the Beach to the ports. Let the Stukas break their bloody necks on the Mole; Let the fires scorch the stars — For now, whether on the burnished oak of the cabins, Or on the floor boards of the punts, Or in the cuddies of the skiffs. Sleep at last has an even game with Death.
The blessed fog — Ever before this day the enemy. Leagued with the quicksands and the breakers — Now mercifully masking the periscope lenses. Smearing the hairlines of the bombsights, Hiding the flushed coveys.
And with it the calm on the Channel The power that drew the teeth from the storm, The peace that passed understanding, Soothing the surf, allaying the lop on the swell. Out of the range of the guns of Nieuport, Away from the immolating blasts of the oil tanks.
The flotillas of ships were met by flotillas of gulls Whiter than the cliffs of Foreland; Between the lines of the Medway buoys They steamed and sailed and rowed.
Back to the roadsteads, back to the piers Inside the vigilant booms, Back to the harbors. Back to the River of London, to England,
Saved once again by the tread of her keels.
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Made some spiked cupcakes today! There are two different types: caramel apple and pumpkin spice! The caramel apple ones are caramel apple cupcakes with a whipped green apple filling that has Captain Morgan's Apple Smash rum in it, topped off with caramel apple frosting that has the apple rum in it as well and Smirnoff's Kissed Caramel vodka! The pumpkin spice cupcakes have a white chocolate pumpkin spice mousse filling with Captain Morgan's Jack-O Blast rum in it, topped off with a pumpkin spice buttercream frosting with the pumpkin spiced rum in it also! #cupcakes #cupcakedecorating #cupcakestagram #food #foodie #foody #bakery #bakedgoods #sweets #dessert #gourmet #foodstagram #foodphotography #madefromscratch #homemade #captainmorgan #smirnoff #rum #vodka #alcoholiccupcakes #photography #pumpkinspice #caramelapple https://www.instagram.com/p/BpvCD01nyfx/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=24vo66gjqohw
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Get To NOV You Day 23: Share your favorite beverage. I know it's not very healthy but my absolute favorite beverage is Coca-Cola. My second favorite is coffee. My favorite alcohol is rum and right now I am enjoying some Captain Morgan Jack-o-Blast in my coffee (think Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte but spiked). 🎃☕ Challenge Here: https://www.instagram.com/cosmic.creeper/ #Day #GetToNOVYou #oraclechallenge #tarotchallenge #divinationchallenge #november #oracle #tarot #divination #tarotcommunity #divinationcommunity #oraclecommunity #oraclecards #tarottribe
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It's Friday Cocktail Time!! The Marooned Mule Edition!
Happy Friday Mommas!! Can you believe Thanksgiving will be here next week??!! Hard to believe it's already that time of year!!
We've been loading up the shop with all sorts of new goodies for the season! Seriously, have you seen all the pretties that have been coming in? There are so many soft and cozy sweaters, sparkly jewels, adorable vests, the cutest hats, and so much more. PLUS, we couldn't wait any longer to get the Christmas excitement going, so we released FOUR new Christmas arrivals today--2 adorable tees, a festive vest, and even a cozy blanket scarf....all in holiday prints that will get you excited for the season! No grinch momma around here! :)
A few weeks ago, my little family and I were at this cajun restaurant in OKC that had a huge selection of all different kinds of Moscow Mules. Now, we all know my love for a good mule goes a long way, but I do tend to stick to the traditional method of vodka, lime, and ginger beer. However, their eclectic mix of mules got me thinking of interesting new versions. So I decided to see if I could come up with something fitting for the season for a new mule, and what I discovered is equally delicious, satisfying, and has the perfect spiciness for the season!! The secret?? Captain Morgan's Jack-O-Blast!! It's the Pumpkin Spice Flavored Rum that we used a few weeks back for our Pirate PSL. Yep, time to bust that baby out again and let's make a new kind of mule!!
Here it is mommas!! You're going to seriously love this delicious, seasonal cocktail! It's the perfect blend of fall flavors. It's also great to serve for Thanksgiving cocktails for those people who don't feel like a glass of wine or beer but still want an adult beverage. Enjoy and Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!! I am so grateful for each and every one of you sweet customers of mine. Thank you for allowing me to be able to serve you all while being able to stay at home with my kiddos. Thanks for shopping small instead of a big chain. I can't wait to provide you all with wonderful holiday gifts this season for all the loved ones in your life! Wishing you a safe, relaxing, and delicious Thanksgiving with your sweet families!! :)
With so much love and gratefulness,
xo Momma Mojito
MOMMA MOJITO'S MAROONED MULE
Ingredients:
2 oz. Captain Morgan Jack-O-Blast Pumpkin Spice Rum
1 oz. Fresh Orange Juice
1 oz. Fresh Apple Cider
4 oz. Ginger Beer (any brand--non alcoholic or alcoholic--it's up to you!)
Apple Slice and Cinnamon Stick for Garnish
Directions:
In a copper mug, add crushed ice 3/4 of the mug. Now pour in the rum, orange juice, cider, and last comes the ginger beer. Give it a slight stir and garnish! Cheers mommas!! ;) (Bonus tip: Stir as you drink it with the cinnamon stick for an extra flavor kick!!)
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