Pensieri di un lunatico minore

Derby Day

Today is the 134th running of the Kentucky Derby—the most elegant two minutes of racing in the world, surrounded by a week of parties—and as my mom grew up in Kentucky, and my parents met in Lexington, there’s a bit of nostalgia for the time I spent in the hills of Kentucky. While I grew up in Austin, it was typical for me to spend quite a few summer months with my mom’s family. Part of that family, though not genetically related, was a wonderfully kind woman named Janice.

Several years ago, Janice passed away. She had been my mom’s best friend for decades, and she had been like an extended aunt for my sister and I. One of the best memories I have of her is all the wonderful food and hospitality she extended to all of us. So, when I ran across a recipe for Bourbon Balls (some history), I couldn’t help but be reminded of hers. I have no idea if her recipe is “better” or “more authentic”, but the taste has lingered with me all these years.

So, in celebration of my heritage and the extended family I’ve been lucky enough to call my own for 35 years, today I’m making some Bourbon Balls and plan to have a fine Mint Julep.