I’m going to level with you. Despite coming from an entire family of fervent gin swillers, my conversion to this summer cooler has only been fairly recent. I used to think a G & T tasted like hairspray in a glass. All sourness and weird fragrance. The only good thing going for it was the fact it glowed in ultraviolet light. Pretty cool to use as a makeshift torch to find the way to the loos, but drink it? No, thank you.
Maybe my revulsion came from going on a particularly awful date with a very angry, sweaty man, who, when it was his round, returned to the table with two gin and tonics, despite the fact that I had asked for a dark rum and ginger beer. He was so angry about everything already (“the bloody barman, the bloody prices in here, the bloody Tube journey…”), I felt I couldn’t tell him I didn’t like the drink he’d just got me. I valiantly (if I may say so) struggled through and managed finally to drain the glass, but it wasn’t pretty. Needless to say, that was the last time I saw that bloody man.
Roll forward several years and how my feelings have changed. Not only can I enjoy a G & T if given to me by mistake, I’ll even actively order at least one on purpose. Maybe gin and tonic is a flavour you grow to like, like olives, coffee or whisky. Maybe I’ve finally grown up, or maybe I was just late to the party. Either way, I’m very glad I’ve discovered how refreshing and summery a glass of mother’s ruin can be. And now that I have, the logical next step can only be to celebrate it in cake form. So here you go! Gin and tonic gluten-free cake. Tuck in!