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It turns out that I like absinthe...

I had my first experience with absinthe a couple of weekends ago, and it turns out that I love the stuff. I've always been a closet black licorice fan - sharing a bag of Jelly Bellies has inevitably been a shaming experience, for my part - so I aboslutely love the flavor. (I've also figured out that the Black Lagoon cocktail I wrote up a few weeks back, which I also dearly loved and which I snapped up from a Martha Stewart magazine is, itself, an attempt to replicate the color and flavor of absinthe. So go figure)

Heavens forfend that I fail to do something with the requisite amount of signature class, and bereft of an absinthe glass, I made do (made due? Which is it, anyway) with this recent thrift store treasure. I find the Cooper Black typeface just screams "absinthe" to me ...

In other news, I experienced a recent cheese bounty, and I furthermore submit that no one has ever used all three of those words together at the same time ever before. "Recent cheese bounty". I dare you to find documented evidence to the contrary.