Post #784453 by Scott McGerik on Tue, Feb 27, 2018 5:41 PM

A Sazerac.

About four years ago, my wife and I were visiting friends in Portland, OR. We joined our friends at a trendy bar in downtown Portland. It was in one of the taller buildings in Portland, so it had a good view of the Willamette River and the many bridges over it.

At that time, I was enamored with NOLA and, therefore, Sazeracs. I ordered a Sazerac from the bowtie-festooned bartender.

A few minutes later, the bartender informed me they had no Sazerac rye whiskey and, therefore, could not make a Sazerac.

I dutifully and sanctimoniously, informed the bartender that Old Overholt was a sufficient rye whiskey.

A few minutes later, he returned to tell me they had neither Old Overholt nor any rye whiskey, And neither did they have Peychaud bitters. Or had they ever heard of absinthe.

What ever they served me that night was not a Sazerac. It didn't have rye whiskey, nor did it have absinthe nor Peychauds. I'm certain it had booze in it. That is about all it had in common with a Sazerac.

Tonight, I drink a Sazerac in honor of that night!