Death in the Afternoon

Drink:

Death in the Afternoon

Recipe:

1.5 oz Absinthe 

3 oz Champagne

Poor Absinthe in bottom of wine glass or champagne flute. Top with chilled champagne.

Description:

Delicious

 Alright, lets get this out of the way first: Fuck Ernest Hemmingway's writing. Seriously, it sucks balls. The point of symbolism is to be subtle, not to be the written equivalent of a cudgel to beat a point into your readers. And untagged dialog isn't a stylistic flair, its poor form that makes conversations with more then two participants an huge pain to follow.

Ok, I think that is it. 

Stream of consciousness is just a run on sentence. A 12 year old would be reprimanded for writing like that.

Whoo, ok, done now. 

Editor's note: Is it really neccesary to insult a prominent literary figure in a piece about alcohol?

Author's note: YES.

Anyway, despite his failing as a writer I do feel the need to respect him as a man. He has done many badass things, not the least of which is creating this cocktail.

Like any drink with Absinthe, Death in the Afternoon packs a hefty punch. Controversial hallucinogenic properties aside, the spirit is generally anywhere from 90–148 proof (for comparison most common off the shelf liquors such as whiskey and vodka are at a standard 80 proof). In it traditional preperation, this is mitigated by dilution. As you might imagine, dilution with MORE ALCOHOL is significantly less effective.

If your liver can handle it though, this is a surprisingly delightful drink. The black licorice like flavor of the Absinthe adds an interesting twist to the usual taste of the bubbly. 

Variantions:

Hemingway's original recipe went like this: "Pour 1 jigger of absinthe into a champagne glass. Add iced champagne until it attains the proper opalescent milkiness. Drink three to five of these slowly."

 Badass