Perhaps I've been reading too much Schopenhauer...
"There is only one inborn error, and that is, that we exist in order to be happy… What really gives life its wonderful and ambiguous character is that two diametrically opposed aims are constantly at war with each other—that of the individual will, directed to chimerical happiness in an ephemeral, dream-like, and delusive existence in which the present is every moment becoming the past; and that of fate, visibly directed to the destruction of our happiness, the mortification of our will, and the abolition of the illusion that holds us chained in the bonds of this world. The peculiar effect of the tragic drama is that it shakes this inborn error by vividly presenting in a great and striking example the vanity of human effort and the nothingness of existence, and thus discloses the profound significance of life! Hence it is recognized as the sublimest form of poetry…"
With the mortification of our every desire in mind, I present to you my latest cocktail. A drink that's so smooth, you'll forget your imminent demise, but with a nice kick to remind you of your plight, after a long finish from the Hopped Grapefruit bitters and the cocktail vinegar...
THE DESPAIR OF THE ONGOING NOTHING
2 parts Knob Creek Rye Whiskey
½ part Pama Pomegranate liqueur
½ part Luxardo Maraschino liqueur
splash of Benedictine
¼ part Shrub District Lime Cocktail Vinegar
dash of Bittermens Hopped Grapefruit bitters
splash of Pastis de Marseille
Pour the splash of Pastis de Marseille into a chilled coupe glass and swirl around, coating the glass and the rim. Stir all other ingredients in an iced shaker, then pour into the coupe glass. Garnish with existential angst and a wedge of a fresh Granny Smith apple, and behold its transitory beauty.
And the perfect book to go with your philosophical cocktail, my existential novella:
Still Life With Abyss...
(Click on book for more details!)