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This is going to be an oddity of a trip report, inasmuch as I'm not exactly sure that my subjective experience with this drink is a realistic account of what would happen if other people drank the same beverage. However, I can say that I experienced this with another drinking buddy, and she had experienced exactly what I felt as well, so take it as you will. Your mileage may vary.
Anyway, so me and my good friend Ashley decided to take a jaunt around Hollywood after attending a Don't-Ask-Don't-Tell protest down on Santa Monica Blvd. After sharing beers at a local dive, we decided to find a bar that would serve us a Grasshopper (equal parts creme de cacao, creme de menthe, and cream). It kind of tastes like a minty milkshake, and has the color of blue toothpaste. It's marvelous, trust me. None of the bars that we could find on Santa Monica had the required ingredients, so we made for the Beauty Bar a few miles northeast near the main drag of Hollywood Blvd.
After arriving, we made small talk with the bartender (very easy when the place is completely dead) and discovered that he had no cream available, but he did have Baileys, which actually provided for a pretty tasty concoction. Because this was a bit of an experiment, he gave us our Baileys Grasshopper thingies for free, and then offered us something a bit different.
Fernet is apparently a classic herbal liqueur that was immensely popular during Prohibition in San Francisco. Having lived in the Bay Area and having sampled copious amounts of alcohol during my many scientific barhopping expeditions, I was surprised I'd never heard of it. He served us each a large glass of the dark, Jager-looking fluid along with a chaser of ginger ale as tradition commands. He explained that it's a very strange sort of drunkenness akin to absinthe, but not as alcoholic. Me and my friend downed the beverage; I was surprised that it went down so easily, considering the bartender had emphasized that it would not taste good (but we would feel good).
After a couple minutes, I felt the drunkenness, but let me tell you, it was different. And, I'm not saying this from a naive, "oh em gee I'm seauu high" perspective. I've sampled countless inebriants in the past, as well as my share of ethanol, and this felt different. My inhibitions were gone, but I felt very little loss of motor control. And, I was stimulated, but not in the same sort of paradoxical way that alcohol stimulates you to act foolish and drunken. Everything looked a little hazy, like the brightness dial on my eyes had been turned up 50%, very much akin to having smoked incredibly benign and gentle weed. It felt like mild marijuana feels, without anxiety or too much cloudiness fogging up my sensorium. Bottom line: I felt good, as described, and far more up and active than with the same concentration of another alcohol coursing through my veins.
I don't really have an explanation, unless one of the herbs contained within has some other kind of psychoactive effect. It's possible, I'm sure. I wonder what? According to Wikipedia, the ingredients include "myrrh, rhubarb, chamomile, cardamom, aloe, and saffron, with a base of grape distilled spirits, and colored with caramel coloring."
Obviously, I'm willing to concede this was all my imagination; I admit it could have been just a random, idiosyncratic reaction to a new alcoholic drink I hadn't sampled before. Except, this seems to be the usual with this beverage; my friend who had some as well reported the same things, even going as far to say that she felt high instead of drunk, and that everything looked like watercolors. Take our experiences with a grain of salt, but hey, I'm just sayin'. This is how it went for us.
A quotation taken from a magazine on Fernet:
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Anyway, so me and my good friend Ashley decided to take a jaunt around Hollywood after attending a Don't-Ask-Don't-Tell protest down on Santa Monica Blvd. After sharing beers at a local dive, we decided to find a bar that would serve us a Grasshopper (equal parts creme de cacao, creme de menthe, and cream). It kind of tastes like a minty milkshake, and has the color of blue toothpaste. It's marvelous, trust me. None of the bars that we could find on Santa Monica had the required ingredients, so we made for the Beauty Bar a few miles northeast near the main drag of Hollywood Blvd.
After arriving, we made small talk with the bartender (very easy when the place is completely dead) and discovered that he had no cream available, but he did have Baileys, which actually provided for a pretty tasty concoction. Because this was a bit of an experiment, he gave us our Baileys Grasshopper thingies for free, and then offered us something a bit different.
Fernet is apparently a classic herbal liqueur that was immensely popular during Prohibition in San Francisco. Having lived in the Bay Area and having sampled copious amounts of alcohol during my many scientific barhopping expeditions, I was surprised I'd never heard of it. He served us each a large glass of the dark, Jager-looking fluid along with a chaser of ginger ale as tradition commands. He explained that it's a very strange sort of drunkenness akin to absinthe, but not as alcoholic. Me and my friend downed the beverage; I was surprised that it went down so easily, considering the bartender had emphasized that it would not taste good (but we would feel good).
After a couple minutes, I felt the drunkenness, but let me tell you, it was different. And, I'm not saying this from a naive, "oh em gee I'm seauu high" perspective. I've sampled countless inebriants in the past, as well as my share of ethanol, and this felt different. My inhibitions were gone, but I felt very little loss of motor control. And, I was stimulated, but not in the same sort of paradoxical way that alcohol stimulates you to act foolish and drunken. Everything looked a little hazy, like the brightness dial on my eyes had been turned up 50%, very much akin to having smoked incredibly benign and gentle weed. It felt like mild marijuana feels, without anxiety or too much cloudiness fogging up my sensorium. Bottom line: I felt good, as described, and far more up and active than with the same concentration of another alcohol coursing through my veins.
I don't really have an explanation, unless one of the herbs contained within has some other kind of psychoactive effect. It's possible, I'm sure. I wonder what? According to Wikipedia, the ingredients include "myrrh, rhubarb, chamomile, cardamom, aloe, and saffron, with a base of grape distilled spirits, and colored with caramel coloring."
Obviously, I'm willing to concede this was all my imagination; I admit it could have been just a random, idiosyncratic reaction to a new alcoholic drink I hadn't sampled before. Except, this seems to be the usual with this beverage; my friend who had some as well reported the same things, even going as far to say that she felt high instead of drunk, and that everything looked like watercolors. Take our experiences with a grain of salt, but hey, I'm just sayin'. This is how it went for us.
A quotation taken from a magazine on Fernet:
The easiest way to explain the taste is to imagine Jägermeister without the sugar. You shoot it, immediately getting a strong hit of mouthwash - drying the mouth out, stinging the tongue. Its kind of like getting hit in the nose. Your brain hurts, your eyes sting and water, you cough a bit. Then, as soon as it begins a warm wave of relief washes over and you are left baptized in Italian herbals and golf ball eyed awake.
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