Before I get to the meaning of the title of this post, let’s talk for a minute about Fresca. For those of you unfamiliar with it, Fresca is a diet grapefruit soda. It only comes in diet. There is no “regular” Fresca. The first time I ever had a Fresca was the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school, when I went to a two-month math camp (yes, math camp, we can discuss that later) at my mom’s alma mater, Mt. Holyoke College, in South Hadley, Massachusetts. What can I say, Fresca was not really a thing in California. The girls in the program from New England and the South were appalled that I had never had one, insisting that it was the BEST soda ever. I liked the grapefruity-ness, but was never all that fond of the fake sugar flavor of diet sodas. This has relevance, I swear.
Ok, so this past weekend we were at a wedding in Minnesota. Apparently the groom is obsessed with Fresca, a fact which I had hitherto been unaware of, but he’s from Boston area, so I guess it makes sense. In any case, there was a lot of it around. They even put cans of it in the welcome gift bags. The rehearsal dinner was at an amazing place called Architectural Antiques in Minneapolis, which you should definitely check out if you’re ever in the area. Aside from the crazy-amazing decor that included a huge ceramic Jesus, an entire wall of antique doorknobs, and a 70s jukebox, one of the great things about the venue is that they let you bring your own food and drinks in. There were four kinds of amazing home-brewed beer (made by the bride’s dad), red and white wine, and non-alcoholic beverages, including…you guessed it.
Right about now, you’re probably saying, “Wait a minute! This is a cocktail blog, not a beer and wine blog! I am confused. And offended.” Probably that’s not at all what you’re saying to yourself, but there is cocktail recipe coming. The wedding party took turns bartending at this shindig, and at one point when I walked up to the bar, I was asked if I wanted to try some “sangria.” My husband, who had been standing there for a while and seen how the drink was made, shook his head emphatically at me, as if to say, “You really really don’t want it,” so naturally I said, “Sure!” The recipe is very simple:
1 part white wine (preferably something crisp and citrusy, like Sauvignon Blanc)
1 part red wine (something lighter like a Pinot Noir is best)
1 part Fresca (Sprite/7up is a good alternative if you don’t like the diet soda taste)
Surprisingly, it was actually pretty good. It was light and refreshing, but I still don’t love that diet soda taste. I’ll likely swap out the Fresca for Sprite if make this at home…sorry Matt. Since it was a spontaneously created cocktail (I think credit goes both to Eric and Emily), we had to give it a name. It had to include “Minnesota,” as a tribute to the wedding locale, and we liked the idea of alliteration. A number of suggestions were thrown out such as “Minnesota Mayhem,” or “Minnesota Mishap.” That second one was from my husband, who remained unimpressed by the concoction. Eventually we settled on the “Minnesota Mischief.” I think this would make a great punch for parties. You could make it by the pitcher and spruce it up with some fruit slices floated on top. Happy mixing!