COTES D'AZUR, 07:00 pm
Absinthe is enjoyed at a precise time… just like a rendez-vous with our beloved, you must be on time at this meeting to avoid missing the last train of the night.
First you take the glass, then the tiny spoon from which the sugar will drop into the mixture of water and ice, it is a precise ritual.
It looks simple, but it is complicated… drop after drop the vanishing notes of anised wormwood and licorice.
Then drunkenness takes over, reason disappears, art triumphs…
mugwort, licorice, myrrh, fig wood, incense
Amelie Bourgeois and Anne-Sophie Behaghel