It’s absinthe, bitch.
I just had the most amazing meal at the most beautiful restaurant I’ve ever had the pleasure of eating at. More importantly, the menu contained some crazy drink with absinthe in it, which I thought was still illegal in the States, but obviously jumped at the chance to drink.
I should be absolutely hammered right now since it’s like, moonshine, but seem to be blogging via iPhone with a fair share of sense, so perhaps I’m immune. If I see Kylie Minogue in a green dress within the next 15 minutes, I am wrong.
