La Cabrita Rosa (The Little Pink Goat)
So my friends have the most magical goat dairy just outside of Olympia, WA: Lost Peacock Creamery. If you are in the Seattle/Olympia area, you are so damned lucky. Because you can go to there and experience the magic for yourself (THEY HAVE GOAT YOGA, PEOPLE), and you can buy their products locally. Aside from the fact that everything about this little creamery is charming AF, from the ambiance (chandeliers in the barn), to the animals (these goats have been known to wear pegasus wings. Also, there are pigs, and CHICKENS, and dogs, and cats, and YES--there are peacocks everywhere), to the world's most adorable, adorable family that runs it. If you need a little more joy in your social medias, you really must follow them on Instagram and Facebook--I'm telling you, their posts are everything.
AND they sent me some of their amazing products to put into some cocktails...so, just in time for Cinco de Drinko, I present to you: La Cabrita Rosa (The Little Pink Goat).
This particular drink uses Lost Peacock's super yummy Raw Honey Drinkable Goat Yogurt (for everyone who wants to make this cocktail and doesn't have access to Lost Peacock goods, try thinning plain greek yogurt with water and sweetening it just a touch with some honey)(it ain't no Lost Peacock, but it'll have to do).
L A C A B R I T A R O S A
To make one Little Pink Goat:
2 oz. tequila blanco
1 oz. drinkable honey yogurt
1 oz. Cointreau
.5 oz. fresh lime juice
.5 oz. fresh rhubarb simple syrup (in a pinch, use grenadine)
1 oz. guava juice
a smidge of honey and flower petal confetti for garnish
First things first: you've got to make your rhubarb simple syrup and mix up your drinkable yogurt, if you ain't got none. You also need to pick you some edible flowers to de-petal (I used bachelor's buttons, Mexican marigold, and dianthus petals). Go ahead. I'll wait here.
Next, you need to prep your glass. Rub a thin layer of honey around the rim, and press your flower petals onto it. Fill glass with ice cubes.
Now, in a shaker with ice, combine all liquid ingredients, shaking thoroughly until chilled. Strain into your glass and garnish with whatever you got (I through in two dried craspedia balls as makeshift stir sticks. Because I can.)
At this point, you might be wondering about my chicken's tail. Or maybe not because you have just come to expect this sort of nonsense from me. Well, when you live with a flock full of assholes that think it's a fun game to pull out all of your tail feathers, you might just get festive extensions for Cinco de Mayo. We like to keep things colorful around here.