Happy Friday, guys!
What’s in store for the weekend? We’ll be checking out a Tomato Festival happening in our neighborhood, which looks extremely entertaining and delicious. I’m anticipating plenty of salsa sampling (the dip, hopefully not the dance), Bloody Mary sipping, and live music, because it’s Nashville after all. I may also sit out on our balcony, watch the sunset, and partake in a Skinny Orange Peach Sparkler.
For me, ‘skinny’ drinks and girl talk go hand in hand, so that’s what you’re getting with this post, along with a little update on our lives in Nashville! Lord knows B’s been subject the brunt of my girl talk conversations as we’ve been spending a whoooole lot of time together navigating a new city. I’m 99.9% sure he’ll appreciate a rest from hearing me chirp about the Real Housewives and shoes. 🙂
Firstly – did anyone catch ‘Jersey Belle‘ on Bravo this week? Oh my GAWD. I think I’ve found my new favorite show. While I’d say my situation (being from New Jersey and now living in the South) is a little less extreme than Jaime’s, I can relate to so many things! The whole Roquefort grape thing was a total mystery to me, and I grew up learning life was best lived loudly and filled with emotion. With a plate full of lasagna and cannoli.
B is also a fan of the show – simply because it’s a Bravo show where multiple women aren’t screaming at each other at the same time. Back-to-back RHONY reunion shows almost did him in.
Thankfully there are a good chunk of people in Nashville who hail from elsewhere so I don’t stick out (too much) like a sore thumb, but I will say that I’ve been called out at the local coffee shop for pronouncing coffee – “caw-fee”. What are you tawkin’ about ‘caw-fee’?! Ugh. It was easy to deny having a teensy Jersey accent back in New Jersey (…probably because we all sounded the same), but down here it’s sort of obvious. I still haven’t jumped on the “y’all” train, but maybe that’ll come with time.
We live near a weekly farmer’s market where this week B and I seriously contemplated buying a gallon of blueberries. A gallon. To split between the both of us! That’s crazy, right? We settled on two pints instead, but at the rate they’re disappearing, maybe the gallon wouldn’t have been such a bad idea after all…
I guess we should talk about this fab drink now, huh? This sparkler has a tequila base, which is mixed with reduced-sugar orange juice, peach nectar, and peach sparkling water. Relaxation in a glass!
I’m a margarita fan, but felt like something fruitier with a few bubbles to sit outside with on one hot and humid evening (…one of many hot and humid evenings). Since I didn’t have champagne or sparkling wine on hand I knew I had to get creative – which is exactly what happened. This summer I’ve gotten myself addicted to peach sparkling water (nothing fancy – just store brand), so I figured adding some to this cocktail would add the fizz I was looking for, enhance the peach flavor, and limit calories. Yes, yes and yes. Perfect, right?
As with a lot of my recipes, there is serious wiggle room here for you to customize this drink. Any type of OJ will do, along with unflavored sparkling water or seltzer. I typically don’t have peach nectar sitting around, but I had picked up a can on a whim in the international foods aisle for $0.49 the week prior. Forty-nine cents! Each can yields enough to make approximately four to five drinks. Stir everything up and pour over ice – you’re done! Easy peasy.
- 1.5 oz silver tequila
- 2.5 oz reduced-sugar orange juice (regular is OK, too)
- 2.5 oz peach nectar
- 2.5 oz peach-flavored sparkling water (plain seltzer is OK, too)
- Pour all ingredients over ice in a glass and stir!