Among the many wholesome family traditions that my ancestors have bequeathed to me, my favorite might be the Christmas Eve stinger. I've never ordered a stinger at a bar, and have really only heard outside reference in the song "The Ladies Who Lunch," where it is a vodka stinger--and that can't bear any semblance to the one I drink annually.I think this tradition only extends to my grandparents, and unfortunately, I may be the only one (gay and childless) carrying the torch through to future generations. Thus, I share it with you, dear urban and virtual family. We believe it to have certain healing properties, because one year a neighbor came by with a head cold and after shooting one of these declared himself fully remedied; my experience, however, is more like waking up by the mantle on Christmas morning with the drink bubbling down my chin. To each his own. Happy holidays!
Lukas's Family Stinger
2 parts Brandy
1 part Crème de Menthe
Shake ingredients thoroughly in a cocktail shaker. Serve straight up in cute little holiday cordial glasses. Toast everyone exuberantly (ref. photo above), and then sip, ignoring that it tastes really bad. You'll start to like it come year four or so.
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