Posted on 09/09/2001 1:03:12 PM PDT by LarryLied
The bar is almost empty in the
afternoon. Its chrome-plated stools and greenish
marble countertop coolly reflect the lamplight. A
woman sits alone at one end of the bar and leans
against her own reflection in a mirrored wall.
Only a second glance reveals the secret diva of this
locality on the shelves behind the counter -- absinthe.
There it is, that legendary herbal spirit, displayed in
seemingly endless variations, including Absenta Deva,
Absenta Serpis, Staroplzenecky, Absinthe Ordinaire
and Absenta Tabu. Their various shades of green
shimmer alluringly, but the woman at the bar is not
inclined to try them. "That's an intoxicant," she says,
"I'd rather not touch that stuff."
The "green fairy," as the potent liquor is often called,
has an interesting history: Once hugely popular among
artists and the public alike in the 19th century, it was
later banned in most of Europe because of its side
effects. Only recently the potent mixture is making its
comeback. True absinthe-lovers even conduct a ritual
using special glasses and spoons when consuming the
drink.
Oil of vermouth and alcohol are usually the main
ingredients of the green liqueur. This basic mixture is
enhanced by aniseed, fennel, hyssop and lemon balm,
and the dosage of the various ingredients determines
the individual flavor of the spirit. Vermouth gives
absinthe its green color and its bitter taste. And it turns
it into a different drinking experience altogether: Oil of
vermouth contains thujone, a neurotoxin that, if taken
in an overdose, can cause delusions, convulsions and
lasting damage to the nervous system. Enjoyed in
small amounts, however, thujone has a stimulating
effect and intensifies one's perception.
The Patience bar in Frankfurt's Nordend district is a
true oasis for absinthe-lovers: Here, the menu is as
green as the drink and guests can choose between
various absinthe cocktails that bring the cult drink of
the 19th century sip by sip into the present age.
There is, for instance, "Absinthe Blanc," a mixture
consisting of absinthe, almond liqueur, cream and
chocolate flakes. "You mustn't drink too much of this,"
the bar owner, Patience Läsker, warns with a laugh --
not referring to the dangers of intoxication but to
consequences for the waistline. The most famous of the
cocktails is called Death in the Afternoon, which was
created by novelist Ernest Hemingway, who added
champagne to absinthe. At a price of DM18.50 ($8.60),
this mixture is also the most expensive item on the
menu.
Just as extraordinary as the drink is the way it is
consumed: During the absinthe ceremony, cold water
trickles through a sugar cube lying on a perforated
spoon before dropping into the absinthe. This results in
a characteristic clouding of the liquid, called louche. In
a modern variation of the old ritual, the sugar is set on
fire, before it, now caramelized, sweetens the absinthe.
The flame licking around the sugar conjures up images
of dark back rooms and secret chemist's concoctions,
of the Val-de-Travers in Switzerland, where the first
absinthe distillery was opened in 1797, and of
paintings by famous artists. For instance, Pablo
Picasso's absinthe drinker, who sits slumped next to a
shimmering absinthe glass and dreams of distant
worlds.
Artists and writers like Oscar Wilde, Henri de
Toulouse-Lautrec, Vincent van Gogh, Edgar Allan Poe
and Edvard Munch also paid homage to the green
fairy, and said they believed that they owed her their
visions and inspiration.
But the strong side effects led to absinthe being banned
in one country after another -- 1910 in Switzerland,
1914 in France and 1923 in Germany. Absinthe
regained its legality only a few years ago, through the
European Union's Aroma Directive of 1998, which
permits the production of absinthe with a maximum
thujone content of 10 milligrams per liter, thus marking
the renaissance of the green fairy. Ironically, it is still
prohibited in Switzerland, the country where it
originated.
In Germany, bars offering absinthe have opened in
Berlin, Hamburg, Cologne, Munich and Frankfurt.
German absinthe merchant Sven Baumgärtner has
been selling the Czech Hills Absinthe in Germany
since January 2000. After a slow start, he says, demand
by specialist wholesalers and individual customers has
been growing steadily. "Absinthe has now become an
obligatory item in every good bar," Mr. Baumgärtner
says.
The absinthe wave, which for now is not much more
than a ripple, will finally drag this mystical drink out of
the back room, when it washes into the supermarkets.
The shimmering green bottle has already been sighted
there, concealed between innocuous names like
Fernet-Branca and Punte Mes. But most people still
tend to miss the green luster of the secret diva.
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Besides, after visiting So Cal you can return to Michigan and tell all your friends and associates what happens when a state allows itself to be over-run by socialists. That'll scare 'em into action.
Now, as for these weapons, since folks like Mercuria and myself DO live behind the Red Curtain, how many stupid laws (if any) would we be violating in getting those firearms shipped to us?
(Hell, working for or informing for... Eck!)
After my experience in Mt Pleasant(Michigan's big Chippewa Casino) when I was 18, I won't gamble much there.
As for laws, I don't know Kalifornia's laws. I do know that inorder to receive a firearm, it must be shipped by one FFL in MI to one in California. You'd have to jump through all the pistol buying hoops there your state laws have.
In my case, I'd have to go to the sheriff's office to get a 'permit to purchase'(Damnit), and then bring the gun back to get registered(Double Damnit) after I buy it. Then it's mine. If I won it out of state, I'd have the other state send it to a local FFL for a fee. Then I'd pick it up after the paperwork. That's just Michigan and Federal law though.
Upshot of it all was that, after living for 5 months in a concrete root cellar (the term for Stalin era worker housing), I was eating a wurst on a bench, looked across the street, saw America Express and said the hell with this, I'm going back to the USSA boy...back to the USSA...
Detroit never looked so good...the Burger King girls really knocked me out...I was back in the USSA....don't know how lucky you are boy...back in the USSA...
Absinthe is one "sucess" in the WOsD- most Americans have never heard of it! It is relatively easy to make and growing the plant is not illegal. You can buy the herb through several herb sources, some online. Steam-distill wormwood, get some 190 Everclear, some flavorings, and you have absinthe of your own.
Bwhahahhahhahahahhahahhahaha. That's bad.
The first thing I did at the airport was to get a burger at Burger King. And I marveled at how people of all different races were getting along OK. It was not that way in the Czech Republic.
One day there I had a crowd of 60 people around me at a subway station just glaring because I was talking to someone, I later found out, was ...gasp...a Ukrainian.
And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters; and the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter.
Revelations 8
And, of course, the name Chernobyl comes from this:
Chernobylnik:a variety of absinthe (wormwood) with a red-brown or deep purple stem.
Salud!
Detroit is a almost purely one race area. 84% black.
BTW - Was it city or Metro Airport? Metro Airport is in Romulus, and while Romulus isn't a great area, it's not nearly like Detroit, especially the area around City Airport(Northeast Side)
Don't know about the apples but check here about thujone content of various portables. http://www.wormwood-absente.com/thujone.htm
Regards,
GtG
1. I'm so tough, I vacation in Detroit.
2. Detroit. Where the weak are killed and eaten. :)
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