When the ingredient is in the name of the drink, you probably should make sure you have it. But I’m me. So my basil grande has no basil in it.
I do have an herb garden, though, and usually when a recipe involves herbs, I just substitute with whatever isn’t dead. It’s been a hot summer so far, so I didn’t have much to pick from.
Parsley and rosemary it is.
I also didn’t have fresh strawberries, but hey, that’s what your freezer is for— to store things you know you’ll never eat before they get squishy and moldy.
I really should probably buy a muddler, or at least look up the word “muddle,” because I’m not really sure what I’m doing besides squishing things with whatever implement I can find when I muddle. But I muddled.
And then I shook and strained.
That sounds actually a lot more difficult and gross than it really was.
I shook the shaker and strained the drink. There. That’s better.
And you know, it was ok. Not the greatest drink ever (and, honestly, I’m not sure the basil would have made it any better, so don’t attack me, ingredient nazis), but definitely not terrible.
Still, since Tom Collins is better than “not terrible,” I think I’ll stick with him for now.