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While visiting my parents this past weekend, I had the opportunity to taste the "Jolly Rancher Vodka" that I had seen on Pinterest many times over.  There's something both fantastic and scary as hell about a vodka that tastes like hard candy without the bite.  Fantastically scary?  Consider it done.

I made it my mission to create such a thing that we could enjoy while up north this winter fall.  Let's be honest, who wants to wait until winter?!  After work today, I practically skipped over to the grocery store near by and picked up 2 (!!!) 1.75s of vodka.  Los Porchs totally endorse/support Svedka.  Delicious and without the cringe after sipping a drink made with it.  PLUS!  I also picked up some Jolly Ranchers and canning jars.  While I hope I appeared to be a Becky Home-ecky, I'm almost positive I just looked like a backwoods drunk.

Step 1:  Buy your shit






 For real.  TWO.  It didn't hit me until I saw the empty bottles in the recycling (yeah environment!) container and the canning jars on the counter.  I'll be honest, I felt like I was making moonshine!  (Love me some Boardwalk Empire!!)

Step 2:  Get organized

This is simple.  Pull up a chair and begin to unwrap the candy.  You'll need about 12 per jar.  Sort them and just plop 'em right into the container you're using.  If we're being honest, I don't give a shit about the other flavors:  Watermelon is where it's at.  In fact, the entire time I was making this, I was picturing the Dane Cook bit about Green Apple and stabbing people in the jaw ---- and then Porch informed me his favorite flavor is indeed Green Apple.  He's safe.  But the remaining candies are in a Ziploc and headed to his office.  I won't have that bullshit in this house.





Step 3:  Funnel in the fun 

Depending on your vessel of choice, you may need a funnel to get the vodka in.  I filled it to the threads and then held off.


Looks good enough to drink, right?  NO.  It needs to age for about 2 weeks.  That will give the vodka time to dissolve the candy and really infuse that delicious diabetes-inducing flavor you know and love.  These bad boys are ready for their journey to the cabin where they'll be enjoyed over the coming weekends!



 I've always been curious about canning... does this count?





 XOXO & bottom's up!
Mrs. Porch




Comments

  1. Are you bringing some of this to GB with you? Because I think this would be awesome to try, but I really don't need two bottles' worth of vodka in my house.

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