Jameson Harvest Sipper

Need a gluten free, dairy free, lacto ovo vegetarian, and vegan side dish? Jameson Harvest Sipper could be an outstanding recipe to try. This recipe makes 1 servings with 60 calories, 1g of protein, and 0g of fat each. For 31 cents per serving, this recipe covers 3% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. 61 person have made this recipe and would make it again. A mixture of jameson barrel select reserve, cranberries, natural cane sugar, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so flavorful. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes approximately 45 minutes. It is brought to you by Erins Food Files. Overall, this recipe earns a solid spoonacular score of 43%. If you like this recipe, you might also like recipes such as Jameson McCree, Chef Jameson Watermulder’s Kale and Wheat Berry Salad, and Salted Caramel Guinness Brownies with Jameson Whipped Cream.

Servings: 1

 

Ingredients:

1 dash angostura bitters

fresh cranberries, for garnish

2 ounces cranberry juice (from concentrate is fine)

ice

natural cane turbinado sugar (raw sugar), for garnish

2 ounces fresh squeezed orange juice

3 ounces Jameson Black Barrel Select Reserve, or bourbon/whiskey

Equipment:

Cooking instruction summary:

Wet the rim of a martini glass. (I like to use the rind of the orange I just squeezed.) Then dip the wet edge in the sugar.Fill a martini shaker with ice, then add in whiskey, orange juice, cranberry juice, and bitters. (Don't skip the bitters! It adds depth and flavor.) Shake vigorously then strain into martini glass. Add fresh cranberries to garnish.Drink & enjoy responsibly!

 

Step by step:


1. Wet the rim of a martini glass. (I like to use the rind of the orange I just squeezed.) Then dip the wet edge in the sugar.Fill a martini shaker with ice, then add in whiskey, orange juice, cranberry juice, and bitters. (Don't skip the bitters! It adds depth and flavor.) Shake vigorously then strain into martini glass.

2. Add fresh cranberries to garnish.Drink & enjoy responsibly!


Nutrition Information:

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60k Calories
0.62g Protein
0.19g Total Fat
14g Carbs
4% Health Score
Limit These
Calories
60k
3%

Fat
0.19g
0%

  Saturated Fat
0.02g
0%

Carbohydrates
14g
5%

  Sugar
12g
14%

Cholesterol
0.0mg
0%

Sodium
4mg
0%

Alcohol
0.45g
3%

Get Enough Of These
Protein
0.62g
1%

Vitamin C
33mg
41%

Vitamin E
0.72mg
5%

Potassium
158mg
5%

Folate
17µg
4%

Vitamin B1
0.06mg
4%

Copper
0.07mg
3%

Vitamin K
3µg
3%

Vitamin A
139IU
3%

Vitamin B6
0.05mg
3%

Magnesium
10mg
3%

Phosphorus
17mg
2%

Vitamin B2
0.03mg
2%

Iron
0.26mg
1%

Vitamin B3
0.28mg
1%

Calcium
12mg
1%

Vitamin B5
0.11mg
1%

covered percent of daily need
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