"The rich are different, aren't they?" F. Scott Fitzgerald famously asked.
They are. I met a rich person recently. And while she was nice enough, she had a complete disconnect from reality. But she did offer an insight into the rich person’s world. They, rich people, actually think that THEIR lot in life is more miserable than say, a homeless person's. I know, right? But it’s true! They'll say things like, "That homeless person, they don't have to worry about the endless upkeep and maintenance on a 20,000 square foot home with ten bedrooms! And then the taxes!” Haha! And then this: “And when you're rich, people hate you for some reason!” (She actually said this, unabashed, without an ounce of self-awareness.) She was shocked by this fact, and she couldn't connect the dots. And she kept asserting, "We ALL have it tough. That's the human experience." Is it now? And how many bedrooms does your house have again? Ten? How many acres do you live on? A hundred? But I guess it must be difficult to have that multitude of choices always staring you in the face, of things to do and places to go and things to buy and restaurants to eat in, with money that never runs out. How to decide, it's overwhelming. I feel your pain. Oh, and btw, you suck.
And now, to the drink… The first sip is complex. There is the heat of the Peppar vodka reaching out through the exotic sweetness of the blood orange (like the voice of dissent). An instant later on the middle of the palate, a battle ensues between the flavors and tastes, of sweet and sour (like the rich and the poor), and the spicy peppers. And it’s not quite resolved on the finish. (Is it ever?) You’re left with a lingering bitterness with the hint of sweetness (to keep you going), along with the scent of the blood orange slice on the rim of the glass as you take that last sip (maybe one day). And while you look to the Revolution, have another.
OH, THE RICH
1½ parts Stolichnaya Vodka
½ Solerno Blood Orange Liqueur
¼ part Absolut Peppar Vodka
1 part fresh-squeezed Blood Orange juice
¼ part fresh-squeezed Lemon juice
dash of Hella Bitters Ginger Lemon bitters*
Shake over ice. Strain into a chilled cocktail glass.
Garnish with a half wheel of fresh blood orange
on the rim.
*If you are a One Percenter, then add a liberal dash of CN−
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