Sometimes one must ramble about something, anything....That's what happens when you have no plan!!! When in Florida I am always thinking...well...New Orleans!Absinthe liquor is a good subject to ramble about! Here goes....Absinth.com writes this..."Absinthe comes to America. Absinthe soon found its way to the Little Paris of North America, New Orleans. The drink, which was spelled absynthe, in an 1837 New Orleans liquor advertisement, enjoyed a vogue under such brand names as Green Opal, Herbsaint, and Milky Way. (Today, one can still find a version of this made without wormwood and marketed under the name Herb Sainte). Of all the ancient buildings in New Orleans famed French Quarter, none has been more glorified by drunks and postcard photographers alike than a square, plaster and brick structure at the corner of Bourbon and Bienville streets. The Old Absinthe House with its scarred cypress bar was visited by many famous people: Oscar Wilde, Laficadio Hearn, William Thackeray, Walt Whitman, Aaron Burr, and General P.G.T. Beauregard are just a few of the many who relaxed over a green absinthe in this shady retreat. Alexis, Grand Duke of all Russians, drank here, and the chairs once creaked under William Howard Taft's presidential bulk. The great O. Henry was just a struggling newspaper name William Sidney Porter when he came to dream over an absinthe frappe."
The green curse of France....Absinthe....ramble,ramble,ramble! No plan....
"I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying." ....Oscar Wilde quote
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