One of my favorite moments in Prague had very little to do with Prague. I stopped into the Absintherie and ordered an Absinth Old-Fashioned at the recommendation of the bartender. I sat at a small table beneath pictures of absinthe-riddled masters of writing: Poe, Hemingway, and Wilde. Inspired, and sure that important words were about to flow from me as well, I picked up my phone and texted my husband. We had one of the best conversations we’ve had in a while (unless I was hallucinating?) and it made me miss him.
Absinth made my heart grow fonder. Next time, I’ll explore Prague with him.
Has the Green Fairy (absinthe) ever held its spell over you?