“Chartreuse is a French liqueur composed of distilled alcohol flavored with 130 herbal extracts. The liqueur is named after the Grande Chartreuse monastery where it was formerly produced, located in the Chartreuse Mountains. The liquor is nowadays produced in a factory in the nearby town of Voiron under the supervision of monks from the monastery.”
Yeah, well lemme clue y’all in.
I was introduced to Chartreuse on New Year’s Eve by my buddy the Pizza Man, who holds court in the Warehouse District. He bought me an unshaken shot of it at some bar in the French Quarters, (what? You expect me to remember exactly where?!?), but failed to warn me that you don’t want to actually shoot it. Oops.
Within five minutes I could actually hear the circuits in the ol’ bean that control motor function shutting down. Ripped? Faced? Effed up beyond all recognition? Uh huh. All of the above. Dammit, one minute I was standing and the next I was counting stars.
Since then I’ve learned to enjoy the ‘treuse in moderation. Does it taste like ass on a stick? Yup! But it’s definitely the short road to lightening the burden of reality. Try some. Just make sure to get it chilled and shaken. Oh, and whatever you do, make sure you’re traveling by cab! Only dumbasses drink and drive. Just sayin’!
Thanks for listening, and keep rockin’!!!!
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