Monday, November 12, 2007
The Presence of Absinthe
1896 Absinthe J. Edouard Pernot by Cappiello.
Dear reader! Should this column impress you as being more than usually lyrical, recalling perhaps the imagery and elegance of poetry by Baudelaire or Verlaine; should it seem a bit decadent, redolent of Oscar Wilde’s withering hauteur; should it have a touch of madness or perversity, combining, say, the tastes of Toulouse-Lautrec with the passions of van Gogh; should it simply sound direct and forceful and knowing like one of Ernest Hemingway’s characters; should it do any or all of that, let me credit something that each of these figures fervently paid tribute to: the green fairy, the green goddess, the green muse, the glaucous witch, the queen of poisons.
Absinthe.
Continue reading this awesome article from Edward Rothstein over at the New York Times: Absinthe.
That's Right,
HMK
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I still remember explaining what absinthe was to you in Amsterdam, when I was trying (unsuccessfully) to get you to enter an absinthe bar.
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Yeah, I know... I can be a real wussy sometimes...
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