My assignment is simple: Try tasty and novel alcoholic beverages from the old world and report back to base, while (at the request of M. Dances with Gin)
keeping my pants on, and not drowning. So far, the first part of this mission remains unaccomplished, with the exception of several enjoyable and dirt cheap côtes de rhônes and bordeaux that met their maker this weekend. However, while exploring my new secret lair, this was found in the liquor cabinet:
It seems to be
plum brandy. Unfortunately, I think it's
interdit to taste, as it is unopened. Curses! On the other hand, it may be easy to find in the neighborhood, considering there seems to be an enclave of eastern europeans down the street...and word from home says it's a good time to experiment with tree-borne fruit.
Bisous,
Plenty
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