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Raise a glass to absinthe friends...

I’m not saying it’s been the sort of booze-fuelled haze that Christmas and New Year used to be in my youth, but there have been some particularly memorable evenings that have involved the partaking of a certain amount of alcohol; notably Christmas Eve and Jack’s birthday.

On the run up to Christmas I compiled a small feature for Tenerife Magazine on Tenerife’s Top Ten Cocktails which involved a deal of necessary research. So when it came time to get the final festive shopping underway, I added a few essential ingredients to the list so that I could test out some of my own recipes.

My very favourite cocktail is Mojito; Bacardi, fresh mint, sugar, crushed ice and soda water. Both we and friends of ours have, in the past, had several attempts at making Mojitos but with very limited success. To be honest, mine were poor but Martin’s were positively disgusting…if lethal. So having finally hunted down a good recipe, on Christmas Eve we decided to give it another go and guess what? It turns out that we can now make a pretty darn good Mojito. The first attempt was quaffably very acceptable. The second was bordering on delicious. The third was authentic, pass-me-a-Cuban-cigar-and-turn-up-that-Latino-music FABULOUS! After that it’s all pretty much a blur.

Jack’s birthday falls on 30th December (for which he’s never forgiven his mother – “if she’d just hung on another 16 minutes!”) and so he’s always very Victor Meldrew about it. This year, I was determined he’d have a good time so I bought him something he’s wanted to try ever since I took him to Barcelona for his birthday 8 years ago…a bottle of absinthe.
Getting the absinthe was easy as it’s readily available here on Tenerife, but it took four supermarkets before I could get sugar lumps (a necessary accoutrement for absinthe consumption). Alas, I couldn’t find a proper spoon anywhere so, in the absinthe of an absinthe spoon (allow me one bad pun) we had to make do with the kitchen slotted spoon. It took three attempts to get it right, by which time we wouldn’t have noticed the Green Fairy had she appeared, stripped naked and bounced on our noses. Unless of course she really is Kylie Minogue in which case I suspect Jack may have noticed.
I’ve awarded that particular hangover a massive 9.7 on the Richter scale.

So this week I decided it was detox time and looked forward to feeling 100% alcohol-free and fighting fit for the next week.
I awoke on Sunday morning with a throat that was lined with broken glass and as I drained my wine glass that evening I feared that I may have fallen prey to a cold virus which would interfere with my feelgood plans for the week.

On Monday and Tuesday I abstained from all alcohol and continued working but felt shit. By Wednesday I was bedridden with a headache that would have had to improve to qualify as the headache from hell and bouts of sneezing that barely subsided long enough for me to breathe. By Thursday the headache had turned into the migraine from hell and it was all I could do to hang onto the contents of my stomach.
On Friday I cracked a beer.
I feel much better today.

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