Cocktails Duty Free and Me

Is it the call of Designer handbags? Fragrances? Sunglasses? that make you shiver with delight when the words “duty free” come to mind?  Maybe you salivate over tobacco products, watches, porcelain but none of that is for me. When I see Duty Free I’m making a bee line to the booze.   Don’t get me wrong, I’m by far no expert in mixological matters but I do like to be the first, if not the only one of my friends to own a “conventional” (nothing with reptiles or insects) but exotic distilled beverage.

Many Americans are probably not aware that all alcohol produced is not available for sale in the United States, but it’s incredible and true.  Other beverages though available, go unrecognized by the domestic consumer. A bottle of  Pisco sits in my liquour cabinet thanks to the marvelous Peruvian Pisco Sours I’ve enjoyed in Chile.  I proudly ration the golden droplets from a bottle of Amarula Gold Liquor purchased in Frankfort Airport and while the cream derivative is found domestically, it’s rich honey colored base ingredient remains elusive.  That bottle of Absolute Carnival that I haven’t yet opened, calls to me occasionally but unopened it remains safe. One one of my special finds has been violated, it’s just a matter of time before the bottle is empty and the joy of it’s acquisition gone. 

Duty Free and Me
Date Visited:June 2014

I only take solace in the knowledge that I will have another international trip just around the corner and once I’m on that plane I am invigorated as I quietly say to myself …”the game is afoot, Watson”

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