For the past few days, my palette has been awash with dismay, and nothing has seemed to entice it. I guess you could call it the writer’s block of consumption. I had been trying to find a cocktail to bring me out of my dark cave with no luck. Sipping a bit of Chartreuse the other night, it seemed that my lust for researching and drinking cocktails had gone on vacation and left me nothing but a note. The note said this:
Make yourself some damn quesadillas.
That’s it, no apology for leaving me to wallow in a McDonald’s and Funyuns lifestyle, no freshly made bottle of grenadine with a “I hope this will tide you over” note. Nothing.
Well, bitch, I’ve cancelled your plane ticket. I wish I could see your face when the stewardess addresses you. She’ll cock her head just so, and say “Oh, Mr. Lusty Motivation, it seems that your plane ticket has been cancelled by a third party.” Your eyes will blink in awe as you disintegrate. Thank you Barnum, you’ve made me whole again.
- 2oz gin
- 1oz apricot brandy
- 2 dashes Angostura bitters
- 1/2oz lemon juice
From: Vintage Spirits & Forgotten Cocktails, Dr. Cocktail
The bitters play a huge role in this cocktail, bringing all of the other ingredients together. It borders on being too sweet, but then the gin smacks you at the end. Pervading throughout is the calm and delicate flavor of the apricot brandy.
If ever you doubt your joy of cocktails or find yourself in a pool of sludge, make yourself a Barnum. Or make yourself four. I am confident that you will crawl out of your cesspool of despair and shed the crusted and broken skin that has clouded your vision.