  The Green Fairy   What do you do in a one horse ski town when
it’s freezing cold and there’s no skiing?  Hang out with friends
in Glacier at Grahams and talk about skiing. But talk only lasts
so long, then the questions about liquor come up.  “Hey,
anything tasty in that locked wooden chest you keep? The one
with the chains and padlocks on it?” Of course there’s something
tasty in it, some questions needn’t be asked.  Several years ago
I preferred a good Single Malt Scotch. Before scotch, I spent
time getting to know all those wonderful varieties of tequila.
This last summer, it seemed that all roads led to the state of
Rum, but only if it had flavor.  However, there’s a certain
drink I developed a weakness for several years ago that until
recently I had to procure from my favorite liquor store in White
Rock, B.C., a crazed fifteen minute drive north if you really
want to get there quick.  Also known as the Green Fairy,
Absinthe is a mysterious nectar with hints of licorice and has
been linked with madness