
Ok, before I present you the recipe of the drink stated in the title of this posting, let me tell you a little story about sirop. Yes, sirop not syrup, I have not misspelled it. The word sirop derived from the Dutch word stroop. Sirop in Indonesia, is actually a concentrated fruit juice, does not matter whether it is made of real fruit or purely chemical. People drink it diluted in cold water. It comes in thousands of flavors; strawberry, grapes, orange, melon, rose, pineapple and so forth. I just hated them all.
Alas, I simply could not avoid drinking it. It is omnipresent in every Indonesian household. You visit a friend in his/her house, the first thing that the maid would bring out from the kitchen is a glass of brightly colored cool drink; the diluted sirop. Out of politeness and to show good education, you just could not help but drinking it while suppressing your disgust, under the watchful eyes of your host, and briefly thanking him/her for the hospitality.
The one that I despised most was the grenadine sirop. Artificially pink in colour, overly sweet and unmistakably chemical! Unfortunately for me, everybody around me seemed to have a life time supply of grenadine syrup in their kitchen. Why? oh Why? If you want to serve your guests fruit juice, why not serving the fresh one instead, not that it is expensive or something.
I actually could not pin-point the origin of this tradition. It is not that we Indonesian loves drinking sirop anyway, since we only serve it to our guests. We don’t really drink it our selves on the daily basis. Serving your guest plain water is just not being done in Indonesia. It has to be colored, be it diluted sirop or tea or coffee. I suppose sirop is an easy alternative, as you could always stock it up in your cupboard, mix it with cool water in a flash, just in case you have guess to serve. And it has longer shelf life than an actual fresh fruit juice. Convenient isn’t it?
What I know for sure, this tradition is really old. As far as I could remember, my mother always served her guests sirop, especially the Sarang Sari grenadine sirop, poor soul! Even my grand mothers had done the same thing, too.
Fortunately for me, since I move to Europe, I could happily settle with tea or coffee. No European in their right mind would offer their guests concentrated fruit juice. I guess it is just not being done in their tradition. Phewww, lucky me.
My mother just like any other Indonesian good housewives, occasionally made her own sirop. Mind you, it was not the chemical one, but the real deal made of real fresh fruits. Among her favorites are the ginger, the tamarind and the lemon grass sirop. Ohh, I used to hate it as a child. She never succeeded in convincing me to drink it. Nevertheless, despite the fact, she was always very determined in making them in a large batch, enough to quench the thirst of a thousand soldiers. She would put the sirop in thoroughly sterilized bottles, which she would neatly stack-up in our kitchen cupboard. I never understood how she managed to consume them all.
The funny thing, these bottles of sirop often came in handy…for paying the service of the neighborhood general practitioner. Well, this is the nice things about living in Indonesia. Anyway, the story was, we had this nice lady doctor in our neighborhood, every time me or my sister got sick, my mom always brought us to her. The funny thing, the nice doctor always refused to get paid for her service. (Ahhhh… the good old day, when neighbors knew each other’s first name, respected one another, sent each other cakes and lived in harmony). Well, okay, I am not sure it still works like this nowadays in Indonesia. Since we got sick a lot, we visited her quite regularly. Feeling ashamed for getting free services all the time, my mother decided to give the nice doctor the things that she could not refuse, a couple of a good homemade sirop (which the doctor actually loved!), every time we went to seek her advice. You see, they came in really handy!
Though I could not really appreciate the sirop as a drink back then, I surely could appreciate it as a token of friendship or gratitude.
The funniest thing is now I actually love sirop but of course not the industrialized supermarket-bought ones, and surely not the grenadine syrup. I am talking about the real deal like my mother used to make. Summer is the perfect timing to make sirop, as I always crave for cold refreshing drink. Since I don’t like sweet frizzy drink and not so keen of drinking ice tea, I need another alternative of a cold sweet drink apart from white wine and fresh fruit juices. And guess what it is, yes, sirop. The drink that I loathed so much as a child started to make more sense to me nowadays.
I could not understand why I hated my mother’s ginger and lemongrass sirop so much back then. It is actually so nice and refreshing. It is sweet, tangy and full of flavor. Mixed with sparkling water and a generous squeeze of lime, it is simply divine. Add a shot of gin or white rum like Brazilian Cachaca, it is even better.
So here it is the recipe of the formerly loathed sirop. I promised you, it is nothing like the chemical laden supermarket version!
Ingredients:For making around 750 ml syrup you would need:
100 gr ginger, sliced and crushed.
100 gr lemongrass, cut in 5cm length and crushed
2 cup sugar
4 cup water

Method:
Put all ingredients in a thick-bottomed pot, simmer for 30 minutes in medium heat.
Cool it down while letting the flavor infuses further.
Pass the syrup through a sieve and store in a clean glass container.
To serve:
Put around 50ml syrup in a tall glass, top up with 250 to 300 ml very cold sparkling water.
Add a slice of lime and stir well.
Serve really cold, add ice cubes if you must.
