Milk Brandy Punch

Mr. B's. If I'm in the FQ and go out to dinner at a different restaurant, I'll make a separate trip to Mr. B's for a dessert of a brandy milk punch.

Chef Jamie Shannon's (Commander's) recipe for Brandy Milk Punch - as written down after consuming a few - this is a great drink!
Makes 6 servings

1 1/2 cups milk
1/2 cup heavy cream
12 ounces bourbon
1 egg white (optional)
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup very cold water
1 Tablespoon vanilla extract
Nutmeg to taste

Combine the milk, cream, bourbon, egg white, sugar, water, add vanilla in a large pitcher. Stir well, or if you have a lid, shake. Serve in rocks glasses and sprinkle each cocktail with some nutmeg.

Anyone ever make a milk punch recipe with clarified milk?

French 75

Here's a simple recipe that's pretty good.

Whole Milk
Bourbon
clear Creme de cacao
Nutmeg

Simple syrup (with broken cinnamon sticks infused or steeped)
Vanilla extract
Almond extract
milk
brandy, bourbon, scotch

Entire mixture frozen.

To serve, defrost somewhat and shake. First one doesn't poor perfectly but soon after it develops a slushy consistency..

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Anyone have Mr. B’s?

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they'll give it to you LINK

If in Baton Rouge go to Ruth Chris for nutcracker freeze....vanilla ice cream drink with all nut liquors....wow

I have read and continue to read too much about cocktails and wine. As near as I can aim to truth, Milk Punches have always been an eye opener served, and this appears very important, both the morning after an indulgent night, and as a base for a long day ahead. A sort of bridge between the underworld of the hungover and the divine daytime intoxication of the gods. The milk dairy base will help settle an upset stomach, while the sugar and booze helps steel the nerves.

So yes I could see how it could work for the Houston Rodeo. But try it at Christmas or Mardi Gras morning and find that this is a very adaptable tool for navigating those shaky mornings wherein one must plow forward.

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Milk Punches have always been an eye opener served, and this appears very important, both the morning after an indulgent night, and as a base for a long day ahead

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I can attest to this.

After the bar exam, I went to my brothers wedding parties for two days. I hadn’t slept all week due to tests and was eating like shite. I walked out of the final exam on a Friday knowing I had dominated all 9 sections. It was time to get wasted.

Rehearsal dinner somehow turned into the reception the next day. On the way back to the hotel with my mom, I asked the cab to pull over so I could puke by the Walmart on tchoup. My mom was embarrassed, but got me into my room.

Coleen had a bug brunch the next morning, that I was invited to. I called and said I couldn’t make it bc I had puked all night long. She called me a pussy and said she was making punch.

I cabbed over and laid on her couch while blue bloods dined on grillades. She wasn’t happy with me, so she brought me some punch. I rallied and drank with her for the rest of the day.


God is good.