He had been home for a week. The early afternoon drinks and cigarettes while watching the sun slowly set had made a profound impact. He had not even unpacked his suitcase yet. The contents still held the sweet, floral, spicy, and a touch fishy scent of Marseille.
Watching the sun reflect off the shiny buildings on Lake . . .
for a Cloudy Afternoon
For whatever reason our American taste buds aren't really huge fans of anise the way just about every other culture is. The Turkish go nuts for Raki while the Greek drink their Ouzo. Sambuca is seen more on the table and less in the club in Italy and in Southern France, Pastis and water is a . . .