My review of Absinthe ...
As I've said, I have sampled this bizarre beverage several times now. So everyone wants to know, "What's it like?!?"
So here's the story ...
The stuff shows up at your house looking like something that's been smuggled out of the former Soviet Union ... there are more overlapped postage markings in strange foreign languages than you can imagine. Yet still, the FedEx guy has no problem non-chalantly leaving it on your doorstep. Go figure. "Oh look, Honey. It's that plutomium we ordered over the internet."
The bottle is appropriately adorned with a self-portrait of the artist Van Gogh with his head turned to one side. That's probably because it is after the small incident where he cut off the ear that you don't see in the picture and mailed it to his girlfriend. It's comforting to know that the 20th Century didn't invent psychos.
So anyway ...
..the bottle has a bunch of what looks like twigs & lawn clippings floating at the bottom. Mmm ... yummy.
My first sampling was done the traditional way with burning & melting a sugar cube which was dipped in the absinthe. This carmelizes the sugar and is supposed to sweeten the drink. Yeah, right.
The first taste makes me wonder why I just spent a whole lot of money on this crap. It tastes like tree bark with moss growing on it. But it's supposed to be good so I have to finish it ... and it does taste better than Chartreuse (that's an inside joke - I have a friend who once described chartreuse as tasting like 'LifeSaver' candies. "Which flavor?" I asked him. "Benzene")
So on to the next glass. I skip the matches this time and just sweeten the drink more with lemon juice. Hey, not bad. It goes down pretty smooth the second time around.
Wow ... did I finish it already? That really ain't too bad after all. Time for #3.
Here's where the fun starts. Suddenly I have the funny feeling that I'm sitting on the opposite end of the couch. My view of the room is now from a completley different angle. But I'm sitting in the same spot. The only way I can describe it is going sideways. Stimulants makes you go up, depressants make you go down. Absinthe makes you go sideways.
And now I begin to undestand why all those Impressionist paintings look so f*cked up. And why cutting off your own ear might seem like a good idea.
Absinthe gives you an incredible sense of detail about every sensation. Yet you're somehow so memerized by the sensation itself that you can't actually get up and do anything about it. Kind of like what people call "polio pot".
After a while you start to crave more of the stuff. I guess it can become addictive after awhile. The Bohemians of the Gay Nineties in Old Paris were chugging down 10 to 20 glasses of this stuff a day. No wonder it was outlawed.
Is it worth it? Depends on what you like. I drink but don't smoke so this was different. More along the lines of a 'shroom buzz. It is all-natural.
The price'll probably scare most people away from trying it, though. Once in awhile the website has advertised specials. I got a "3 for 2" special that brought the price down to under $150 a bottle. But normally, depending on the exchange rate ( the company that sells it to the US from the web link that I listed above is from the UK ), the price is about $200 per bottle. For most people that's beyond the typical Jaegermeister budget for funky European liquor.
P.S. - The nickname for Absinthe is "The Green Fairy" ... but it's definitely not for the faint-of-heart.