Planters Punch
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The Planters Punch is a generic Rum punch based around the following: 1 sour, 2 sweet, 3 strong, 4 weak. | The Planters Punch is a generic Rum punch based around the following: 1 sour, 2 sweet, 3 strong, 4 weak. | ||
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| + | ==Historical References== | ||
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| + | ===NEW YORK TIMES, 8 August 1908 | ||
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| + | "PLANTER'S PUNCH" | ||
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| + | *This recipe I give to thee, | ||
| + | *Dear brother in the heat. | ||
| + | *Take two of sour (lime let it be) | ||
| + | *To one and a half of sweet, | ||
| + | *Of Old Jamaica pour three strong, | ||
| + | *And add four parts of weak. | ||
| + | *Then mix and drink. I do no wrong-- | ||
| + | *I know whereof I speak. | ||
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| + | *Where thermo's top the highest notch | ||
| + | *In th' Caribbean isle, | ||
| + | *Where only fools drink rye and Scotch, | ||
| + | *Yet man awakes most vile, | ||
| + | *They drink this ere the sun is up; | ||
| + | *For when the sun is high, | ||
| + | *The thirst horn of this morning cup | ||
| + | *Would scorn to swallow rye! | ||
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| + | *To rickey ever wore the crown | ||
| + | *That crests this royal punch, | ||
| + | *But, after it pour nothing down | ||
| + | *Till you have had your lunch. | ||
| + | *The sunshine and the sugarcane | ||
| + | *Allay the tropic lot, | ||
| + | *And this same punch removes the bane | ||
| + | *Where days are always hot. | ||
| + | *STEPHEN CHALMERS. | ||
Revision as of 14:40, 15 May 2006
The Planters Punch is a generic Rum punch based around the following: 1 sour, 2 sweet, 3 strong, 4 weak.
Historical References
===NEW YORK TIMES, 8 August 1908
"PLANTER'S PUNCH"
- This recipe I give to thee,
- Dear brother in the heat.
- Take two of sour (lime let it be)
- To one and a half of sweet,
- Of Old Jamaica pour three strong,
- And add four parts of weak.
- Then mix and drink. I do no wrong--
- I know whereof I speak.
- Where thermo's top the highest notch
- In th' Caribbean isle,
- Where only fools drink rye and Scotch,
- Yet man awakes most vile,
- They drink this ere the sun is up;
- For when the sun is high,
- The thirst horn of this morning cup
- Would scorn to swallow rye!
- To rickey ever wore the crown
- That crests this royal punch,
- But, after it pour nothing down
- Till you have had your lunch.
- The sunshine and the sugarcane
- Allay the tropic lot,
- And this same punch removes the bane
- Where days are always hot.
- STEPHEN CHALMERS.
