My latest piece is up over at New West.
My cure involves Nyquil, that syrupy sickbed absinthe. Amy shudders and gasps when she swallows it, and requires a chaser of chilled juice, but I find I quite like the taste and prefer to let it linger, so that I can savor its bouquet. Nyquil tastes to me sort of like Jagermeister mixed with a little cough syrup. Perhaps the bars should offer this combination, with a thermometer in it as a swizzle stick. Back in high school, a friend of mine and I were two of the only people who ever bought Dr. Pepper from the hallway soda machine. “But it tastes just like cough syrup,” I remember someone saying, to which my friend replied “What’s wrong with cough syrup?”
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I used to love the taste of Vicks Formula 44 cough syrup– which, now that I think of it, kind of tasted like thick Dr. Pepper. That was back when they actually made the stuff palatable. Now it all tastes like lighter fluid. So the children are all safe, I guess, except that they’ve moved on to huffing the furniture polish.
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