jimmy's cocktail hour: Mixology Monday IV: Aperitif Wrap-up
jimmy's cocktail hour: Mixology Monday IV: Aperitif Wrap-up
Wrap up of this Monday's Mixology Monday blog-a-thon, with the subject being apertifs I did not participate. Reading the descriptions and seeing the pictures makes me want to try some. I won't be trying the one developed at the Art of the Drink which features Unicum (the blogger of Art of the Drink won't be making it again either), but it does remind me of a story.
I didn't start drinking until I was 20, on a trip to Europe. I've always disliked beer, so I just didn't bother. While in Europe, we (LuRu and I) made a picinic one day in France and bought some wine, just because we thought we should. It was pretty good and certainly made us feel tres chic. Forward in the trip a few weeks and we find our selves in Budapest. We arrive early Sunday morning and we just wanted to spend the day on our way to either Prauge or Vienna (can't recall the exact order). We only stopped because it had been a long ride from Rome. We exchange $50 for the day (this was 1992) and wandered throughout the city. Well, Budapest was cheap, and lots of things were closed on Sunday, so we found ourselves with a ton (to us at the time) of money at the train station, where we could eat McDonald's food, get tattoos, or buy liquor. Even the McDonald's didn't put a dent in our funds. We bought 2 or 3 bottles of wine, a bottle of champagne, and a bottle of Unicum, because of the bottle. We pile into the midnight train and it's packed. After hunting through several cars, we luck into the last 2 seats in a 6 seat compartment. Our traveling companions happen to be a pair from England and a pair from Scotland, so some form of english all around! The 2 pair had the same issues with excess cash to burn and had spent similarly. The train was hot and uncomfortable, but the companionship was excellent and bottles were opened and passed freely. Eventually we squeezed in 2 Canadians who had great stories of sleeping in a train station in war torn Yugoslavia. As bottles were drained we finally had to try the Unicum. No one tried it more than once. I only recall it being nasty. The Art of the Drink describes it as making Yeagermeister look like a girls drink, so I figure that's about right. We left the bottle under the seat and forgot about it. I hope it didn't cause a bomb scare.
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