Today I'm writing about my all-time favourite dessert cocktail, one that is incredibly simple yet indulgent and will absolutely meet your sweet tooth's craving. It's called a Milk Tart and I learned how to make it from my Bonus Dad, Harry Brindley.
I'm reprinting his recipe with permission though you can view the original entry for a much bigger serving size here on his blog slappHappe, a charming collection of the occasionally odd ramblings of his mind. The actual recipe comes from his brother Alfie, a joyous man who sadly passed away several years ago.
("What's a Bonus Dad?" A Bonus Dad is one I got for free that gives me life advice but didn't have to pay for my college; incidentally he made an excellent choice in spouse--or perhaps she in him!--and I got an incredible Bonus Mom too by the name of Carolyn. My parents befriended them years before I was even born and I grew up thinking of them as family. I consider myself very lucky to have gotten two amazing sets of parents instead of just one.)
Harry surveying his backyard kingdom and charring off the Weber in preparation for that evening's braai; he and Carolyn have since moved across the country and I miss them terribly.
Put this one on your list for the next time you want to drink your dessert. Harry tells me it's a classic South African road side concoction often mixed up by motorbikers travelling the countryside--because nothing says excellent idea like 'motorbikes' and 'vodka'!
(Don't do that, idiots, do I really have to put a disclaimer?)
MILK TART
makes 1 drink
WHAT YOU NEED
1.5 to 2 ounces plain vodka depending on how strong you like it, I'm not here to tell you what to do with your life, ya feel?
1 ounce sweetened condensed milk
Ice--yes, this one needs to be served on the rocks!
Optional: a drop or two of vanilla essence; half an ounce of espresso; a stick of cinnamon for serving--or a combination of all three. Go nuts!
WHAT YOU DO
1. I like to keep it super simple and just throw everything into a small mason jar, screw on the lid, shake, and enjoy. Dessert is served. The fact that I drank this in the middle of the day today is meaningless.