Absinthe Minded

This Friday is my birthday; I turn 49. As would have usually been my habit, I’d have started celebrating last Friday (and if you count my involuntary participation in in the 515 Festival, held outside my doors and window this weekend perhaps I did; thank dog the Techno outweighed the Urban beats at this year’s event) but the need to get some content on the website (at last) and the need to complete the Diamond Release package (at last) has kept me from going whole hog, as they say. In addition, unlike some previous years, I’m not taking vacation during or following the week of it (I’ve already had my deserved time off) so there’s the paying gig to contend with. But I’m keeping the schedule light for Thursday, as I know’ll I’ll be edging into something recreational by then.

I have made some plans to look forward to. There’re at least two of my favorite venues that now have full and proper absinthe service. Under pedestrian circumstances I visit the Green Fairie but rarely, as waking up with the taste of aniseed on my lips and only written notes as to how it got there makes for bad mornings, most times. But as I plan a complete tour of my favorite meals around the district this year (we’ve been very lucky of late in the quality of kitchens opening) a couple of relaxed aperitifs may be just the thing, as I begin the year-long contemplation of the Big Fifty.

It may take tequila as well. I’ll let you know how that works out.