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Vieux Pontelier Absinthe 65 ($14)
... prepared by dripping ice cold water via a vintage absinthe fountain over a sugar cube that Alexandra Albert sourced.
Bartender Michael Mooney walks us through the process.
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The waitress told me they were having a special for today on it. The cynic in me assumed that either no one was buying it and they were trying to bleed off their stock or that a vendor had given them some sample bottles for a trial run and they just wanted to get rid of it. I had my head down in "Toilers of the Sea" and so passively shrugged my shoulders. She lit a cigarette, her gaze traveling down the street looking for the cat whose territory this area was. The drinks came, it was really blue not the wraith like pastel blue as one would have supposed. I drank it anyways, it was a little sharper than the usual stuff, i popped peanuts from the little white bowl to counter act it. Finishing my drink at first I felt a coolness akin to when one steps outside on a cold winter night, then my body involuntarily shuddered...we were right down the street from home luckily...passing the Hemingway plaque I saluted it as I did when in a good mood. My shoes were cutting into my feet..my shirt was pulling tight across my back. Oddly I had to duck my head to get into the door which was not usually the case. I asked her to help me get my shoes off they were killing me with their tightness now. She laughed saying I was lazy as I had drunk much more than this before, I was just being dramatic. My body shuddered again...I got my clothes off just before my height shot up to what I estimated to be between 12-15 feet. I was not used to the change in perspective nor the extra weight involved in my growth. "We have to cancel dinner..." The only thing that fit was my bathrobe and that covered nothing up, I kept knocking into furniture and bumping my head, I was becoming wound up like an animal from the wild who accidentally finds its way indoors. She petted my hand told me to calm down and suggested I just get into bed as I would be more comfortable and it was safer. I got in bed, she put some Jelly Roll on to further calm me. I was told;
"Ok now breathe in...breathe out...."
The panic stopped. Unless I was on my side or bent my knees I did not fit fully on the bed. The thought of the physical mechanics of us, with me in this state popped into my head. I said her name and was about to give her my look when a railroad spike went right into my forehead killing the mood and causing me to yelp. She said that she would make coffee and if that did not help she would run back to the cafe after to ask the waitress how long the effects lasted.
I drank the coffee which was too hot for my taste out of the little doll cup. I felt tired now.
"Want me to go?"
"You should run down and check, don't mess things up for me there, they just started pouring for me with a heavy hand and throwing free rounds my way, I do not need you ruining a hang out by breaking the waitress's heart. "
Where it not for the rest of the situation she would have pulled more of a face but right now things dipped in my favor on the scoreboard, there was always tomorrow though..
(W.Wolfson)
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After 30 straight hours of driving, we made a two-night stopover in Las Vegas on our Great American Road Trip this past summer. Fulfilling our duty as good tourists we bought tickets to the best new show in town - Absinthe.
The New York Times offers a fantastic synopsis: "Imagine Cirque du Soleil as channeled through "Rocky Horror Picture Show" and painted by George Grosz. A blend of skill, erotic innuendo and zaniness. The memorable moments make a jaded audience literally gasp."
The venue was constructed to appear as a traveling show - weathered, vintage decor inside and out - it stuck out like a sore thumb on the immaculate stone plaza at Caesars Palace. With velvet curtains, aged antiques, and cast members showing patrons to their seats you couldn't help but feel transported to 1940's New Orleans.
The stage was round, and seating was limited - just four or five rows of chairs circling the 12' performance platform, giving you a great sense of intimacy to the acts. One minute acrobats are twisting and turning directly over your head, and the next a sultry burlesque woman is seducing you just inches from your fingertips. It was Las Vegas variety at its best.
Avi's favorite act: Skating Duo - all three intensity-building minutes are a must watch.
(July 12, 2011)
Caesars Palace
Las Vegas, NV USA
Three glasses for tasting absinthe.
Photo: Sarah Kaiser/WFIU
Learn more at American Craft Spirits Celebrates The Uniqueness Of Place.
Shot at the 4th Edition of Emporium Vernesque a Steampunk gathering in Arnhem, Netherlands, November 2015
My sister came home one morning after spending the night at a friend's. Still drunk and dressed somewhat scantily, she deposited her carrier bag on the sofa. I liked the glow of its contents, so taking photos was of course a necessity.
Seattle WA, The Arctic Club, Apple iPhone
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Fluidr Gallery Sets:
A postcard of an absinthe advertising poster.
Not a "real" postcard in that there is no room on the other side for a stamp or address.
Oddly enough, you won’t find the namesake liqueur on the menu at this elegant East Village wine-and-tapas boite from the same folks behind Atlas Café and Angelina Café: The place is named after the vice of choice of artist Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, whose artwork plasters the walls here. What you will find: French- and Spanish-influenced small plates from former Gramercy Park Hotel sous-chef Nelson German, who calls out his grilled octopus with Moroccan chermoula, and camembert-stuffed goat cheese with caramelized shallots and orange blossom honey. The 100-bottle wine list is equally Euro—Italian, Spanish, French—with about 40 available by the glass, plus four beers on draft.
Credit: Sam Horine
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