My husband and I stayed in the old section of Amsterdam during a brief February visit in 2010. The canals and narrow canal houses are gorgeous, and we most enjoyed exploring the old neighborhoods on foot. It was very cold, but I noticed that after a few days of wandering the city, my nose stopped running. It just didn’t see the point in bothering any longer, I guess.
When we ordered Absinthe, the bartender seemed to have as much fun as we did when she served the drink in the traditional way. She poured the clear green spirit into the glass and then poured some cold water over a sugar cube perched on a fork. As the water hit the Absinthe, the drink turned cloudy.
I had read about Van Gogh and Toulouse-Lautrec drinking Absinthe in Paris, and even though I didn’t really like its strong anise flavor, I liked brushing elbows with the Bohemians of the days of yore.
No green fairy made an appearance.
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Have you ever tried Absinthe?