{"id":54,"date":"2008-02-15T14:50:04","date_gmt":"2008-02-15T20:50:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boozecouncil.org\/blotto\/?p=54"},"modified":"2008-02-15T15:04:27","modified_gmt":"2008-02-15T21:04:27","slug":"the-vicar-or-whatever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.boozecouncil.org\/?p=54","title":{"rendered":"the vicar or whatever"},"content":{"rendered":"

Five years ago I concocted a mixed drink to bring to a fantastic weekend party in Portland. On the fifth afternoon of the weekend, after the house had been cleared of nearly all the liquor, a local drove me to a liquor store. That liquor store (shuttered in the time since) did not stock maraschino, so I fell back on Clear Creek Distillery’s Kirschwasser. We had a serotonin-depleted night watching Cohen Brothers films, having cigarettes on the back porch, and drinking this cocktail. The next day, conform<\/a> and I each wrote competing fictives about it.<\/p>\n

This slightly golden-hued elixir brings together two liqueurs from opposite ends of Europe. The honey in the Drambuie lends its sweetness to support the cherry hints in the maraschino. The smoky peat supports the almond flavor of the cherrystones. The vodka provides a neutral base in which these liqueurs may come to symbiosis<\/acronym>*<\/sup>.<\/p>\n

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It was in the bar of a small hotel in Ticino that I drank my first Vicar or whatever<\/i>.\n<\/p>\n

\nBusiness — I was an agent for an Italian publishing house<\/acronym> — had brought me to the district, for it was rumored that the reclusive author Silas Flannery had rented a chalet in the area to complete his latest novel and I was sent to find him and negotiate for publication rights. I would head out after luncheon, walking the roads and forests of the canton, attempting to flush out any rumor or scent of the man. Upon returning, wind-chilled and tired, to the hotel, I made it my habit to stop in the bar and take in the warmth of a brandy<\/acronym>.\n<\/p>\n

\nAfternoons, a young woman occupied a seat at one end of the bar. It was obvious that she was carrying on some coy flirtation with the bartender; the meeting of their eyes<\/acronym> would cause the faintest hint of a smile<\/acronym> to form on her lips. Between these charged glances, she took delicate sips from a heavy conical glass of some gilded cocktail<\/acronym> I could not identify.\n<\/p>\n

\nAfter observing their tacit dialogue<\/acronym> for maybe a week, one afternoon I returned early from a disappointing interview with the proprietress of a local dairy. I stood at one end of the zinc bar, warming a snifter of brandy over a candle, and noticed her absence. An hour later, she arrived<\/acronym>, wearing an ankle-length black wool skirt, her auburn hair a halo<\/acronym>. She nodded to the bartender, and this once, I was able to discreetly watch him mix the drink for her.\n<\/p>\n

\nThe next day I went to the bar directly following luncheon. The bartender<\/acronym> at first refused to confirm my description of the young woman. However, once I made it clear that I had no interest in her name or family, but only her preferred cocktail, the application of a few francs brought me into possession of this recipe, inexplicably named the Vicar or whatever<\/i>. While disappointed with the resolution<\/acronym> of the matter of the manuscript, Signor Garamond found some consolation in the acquisition<\/acronym> of this recipe for the cocktail<\/acronym>.\n<\/p>\n

the Vicar or whatever<\/u>
\nIn a mixing glass, pour over ice
\n◇ 1½ oz vodka,
\n◇ ½ oz Drambuie,
\n◇ ½ oz kirschwasser.
\nShake. Strain into a cocktail glass.
\nGarnish with a with a (thoroughly rinsed) maraschino cherry.\n<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

* Back in the day, we were posting our writings to a website that encouraged parallel text and asides. I will abuse the ACRONYM-tag to simulate part of that system.<\/small><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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