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Absinthe lands in KL!

Swim with me baby!

Move over toyol! The green fairy’s in da hood!

Those of u who’ve been like, smuggling the stuff from abroad, don’t need to feel like criminals anymore. A couple of good absinthes – from the actual village where the fuel was created – were launched at Werner’s recently.

Meet Swiss chicks Angelique and La Clandestine. The former (green) is 68% alcohol by volume (ABV) while the latter (colourless) is 53% ABV.

Come to La La Land

There were quite a few excited guests there that evening. Me, my bro and Li Li were eager-niggaz at 7pm sharp. Went straight upstairs, and absinthe cocktails were being served. Efficient.

This was actually the first of a series of cocktails for d nite. How nice.

Local superstar bartender Ben Ng (who will be interviewed in this blog soon) fixed us our first round, it was called Jaded. Yummy stuff, a little like a real good and slightly fruity-herbal-ish Long Island, but not as strong.

Hook me up Ben

So, why u so Jaded, hmm? Was it all the alcohol?

This cocktail shit was new to me. I’ve had absinthe on many occasions – rock n roll style. Pour a shot into a glass over a cube of sugar that’s on a spoon, light up the cube, let it burn, stir it in (the whole dam glass is on fire by now), blow it out, “Salud”, down it! Slam the glass down.

And go brrrehhhaaaaaaarghhhhh…!!

Then hwwwwwbbbbehhhhbbbbbehhhhbbbbbehhhh!!

Hey it works. This is a lil similar to the “French style”, but we do it Malaysian Style, coz there’s fire. Coz we like fire.

The second round of cocktails were called… hmmm…….. don’t remember.

Gosh, instant brain damage.

It was green. A nice green.

Unfortunately it ain't radioactive champagne

There were three cocktails in total. Then i got involved in an exhibition lesson with Ben on how to make it, French style: Pour a shot, place a sugar cube on an absinthe spoon, pour cold water through the sugar, stir and drink.

Huh? Where’s the fireworks??

“Don’t i light it up?” I asked.

“U can if u want, but it’s not necessary,” Ben says to me & the crowd.

Dam. I downed it anyway. It’s pretty good with cold water.

Will post more recipes soon.

Bartender Keith sparks one up for me

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Absinthe was banned in most countries until recently. Typical government paranoia. It was never banned here I think, maybe coz d dam Customs officers probably never even knew watdefuck it was.  “Nenek punya ubat batuk?? Ok la jalan.” It’s very herbal (like Hacks & Sambuca) and contains wormwood. Thujone is a chemical in the wormwood plant that is a hallucinogenic.

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If u think absinthe is gonna make u hallucinate, stop thinking. There isn’t enough thujone in the drink to cause that. (Awwww……… disappointed? Well, u could always try shrooms.)

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So absinthe is not some God-sent alco-drug combo meal. It’s alcohol. With plant extracts. Good for tummy aches.

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What do I like about it? The fact that I feel sumtin in my head after ONE shot. Try six. I’ve had 80% ABV absinthe and that shit’s lethal.

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As well as the fiery ritual that goes with it. There’re very few ritualistic drinks around.

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Where'd I keep that goddam fire extinguisher?

Wanna know more about absinthe and these two brands? There’s a fascinating story: *click!*. This sure is the original thing from the birthplace of absinthe in Switzerland. Some hillbilly kampung.

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And, here’s where u can get it at in Malaysia:

Quattro @ Avenue K

Gypsy @ Changkat BB

Werner’s @ Changkat

My place. Haha

El Cerdo @ Changkat

21 @ Changkat

Blanc le Club @ Heritage Row

Red Square @ Cap Square

Metropol

Shalome, Wabisabi, Tao, Bamboo 9, HQ9 @ TTDI

The Social @ Bangsar

Hush

Shuraku @ Solaris

La Bodega @ BSC

Bubba Gump (watdefuck!) @ The Curve & Pyramid

Cafe Chulo@ Jaya 1

Two Monkeys @ Jaya 1

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It’s imported by TWE (Tong Woh). Will check and revert if u can buy it at any liquor store, especially if u’d rather take it home and start an arson party.  Trust me it’s fun. Best done just before u go out to party.

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U heard it here first. Salud!

Green Fairy had too much absinthe

Brain damage rating: 8/10 (based on previous experiences with absinthe)

Next post…

…will be on the launch of Absinthe (La Clandestine as well as Angelique) in Malaysia. Yea!

Can I light da bitch up yet?

Sid’s Pub opens a new outlet

The popular English pub in TTDI (aka my office pub) is launching its new branch in The Village, Bangsar South City, on Wednesday.

Drink up! Starts at 5pm.

Sid's TTDI

Mmmmm... Pigs in Blanket - pork sausages wrapped by bacon

What’s your worst drinkin experience?

Mine was in Kelantan, of all fuckin places.

A few years back me n my bro wanted to go to Penang to party. So we went via the East Coast – Terengganu, Kelantan. Cos we’re adventurous. Haha

Anyways, ended up in hotel room in Kota Baru that belonged to my bro’s friend from Sabah, TK, who was there for some doctor convention.

(His exact words, which he later regretted, were – “U guys passing thru KB? Why don’t u come and use the ‘facilities’ here?”).  Some five-star hotel la.

So we partied that night in d room, lotsa booze n all. It was me, Volume, The Ship, Ron (short for Moron) and TK.

Music’s rockin, booze is flowin, Volume gets plastered, then sinks his teeth into my arm (bicep) while I was chillin on d chair, drawing blood. Fuckin dracula move. Watdefucked, I push him off. Somehow he gets behind me and this time REALLY sinks his teeth into my back, that it tears my shirt n draws a lot more more blood. (All this without any provocation or issue.)

The boys in d room were slow at reacting, no doubt still tryin to process the weird scene. I managed to get Vol’s fangs outta me, turn around, n throw him on d bed. He seems delirious. I jump on him n lock his arms behind his back, and shout at d other dummies to help hold him down, which they do.

Eventually he seems to calm down. Of course I’m pissed at getting these free love bites, so later I fuck him up n provoke him until we have a skirmish in d hotel corridor!

Right then my bro returns from wherever he was that nite, and asks “watdefuck is goin on?!” Volume tries to take a swing at my bro. This time I’m really pissed, so I fist the puta in d face, and wrestle to try n get him down on d ground. I manage to do that. Of course I proceed to kick da shit outta him, while yelling shit about his mama and his dead father.

No mercy. Tony Montana mode.

Like I said, I was pissed.

The boys didn’t try to stop me.

Although it was quite a riot, the other hotel guests wisely stayed in their rooms. A couple of guests wanted to leave their room but u-turned. No one called security. Good.

I left him lying in d corridor. (I haven’t seen Volume since.)

Now I’m back in da room. I got major teeth holes in my back. I pour vodka over them.

The boys say I have to get to a doctor to get an ATT jab (for tetanus, as a human bite is more dangerous than most animal’s). Tho they’re all doctors, obviously they don’t go partyin with ATT on them. Some other stuff maybe, but not ATT.

I need a medic, it’s 3am, we’re all high, I’ve got blood on me, and we’re in goddam Kelantan. Great.

So we hit the streets on foot, wanderin around looking for a clinic that’s open 24 hours. We find one, go in there, and the nurse wakes d doctor up, and shows us into the room.

Doc rubs his eyes and eventually asks “apa jadi?” I answer “kena gigit.”

“Kena gigit apa? Anjing?”

I answer “manusia.”

“Hah?? Apa???”

Dude was taken aback, obviously a first for him.

We decided to come up with a more ‘believable’ story. So – we went karaokeing, then while walking back to hotel, some hobo jumps out of an alley and asks for money. We told him to fuck off, then he attacked me, and bit me. Maybe he had rabies. Or sum junkie. (Yea sounds far out, but which story’s more ridiculous?)

The poor doctor and nurse were shocked, obviously unhappy that out-of-towners were attacked in peaceful little KB. They then said that these things don’t happen over here n all. KB is actually a nice place, nice people, etc, etc.

No shit. Just gimme d jab man. I’ve had a long nite.

He patches me up n we head back to d room. We have a coupla more drinks n crash.

TK, the shell-shocked doctor from Ranau (Sabah) who told us to “come over and use the facilities” at the hotel, was up very early d next morning, stepping over our bodies and makin calls to the airport. “NO, I said I want the first flight you have!” He was outta there man, back in KK before we were up. O yea, Volume had also puked on TK’s bed during d kecoh, among other damage (to d room and to TK’s good rep.)

I was reasonably satisfied as I had got Volume good, coz d next morning my hand hurt from slammin mafucker’s face and my foot hurt from kickin him in the stomach n ribs.

Moral of d story? Some punks can’t drink. Period.

His upper teeth and lower teeth marks are still visible on my skin. If he ever dies in a plane crash or is crisped in a fire, I will gladly provide his dental records, as I carry them around IN my back.

Brain damage rating: 7/10

For Volume: 10/10

High-class?

Was at 789 Friday nite for a few drinks with some BAT ppl. Was invited by Mel, and took Mad Max with me. On d way, we were talkin bout d joint being a little upper-class n all.

Max said “That’s why people like us are needed – to bring it down to a lower-class. To have some balance.” Haha! Speak for yourself hobo!

789

Dunno

Tini, Francesca and a waver

Was on Greygoose. Got reasonably screwed, then marched to Zouk. Joey Negro was playin, but was too high to pay attention. Checked out Aristo, then Barsonic. Was it some gay night? Goddam. Guys comin out of da fuckin walls of Barsonic.

Swordfight

Was handed beer in a jug to drink from straws. Sorait. Not into dat.

Scooted before long.

Brain damage rating: 5/10

Zouk’s fifth

Yea Zouk had the anniversary party a few weeks back.

It was awhile since I partied hard there, so decided to max out. With my bro, Jacqueline, Khang & Adian.

Loch Ness makes an appearance

Started with a beer, then Scotch all d way. Stupid bartenders at Terrace did not allow me to take a drink for my friend. “Ask him to come personally.”

What?? I said “that’s only gonna add to d messy congestion at d bar.” But wat to do, stupid rules are stupid rules.

U want a fist up yor ass boy?

I mean booze is sponsored anyway for these events. What u tryin to stinge for man? Wat, I’m gonna sell that extra drink to someone?

In that case I’d rather pay for my goddam drinks.

Moved to Velvet, my fave spot in Zouk. Met a couple more frens there.

Edible

Then Barsonic, and it was time to unleash d artillery – Long Island jugs.

Doin it... My bro Anil, Khang n me

Gosh. Next thing I know I was waking up to go to work. What happened when we left Barsonic, blank.

Me n my bro don’t remember goin for lok-lok, catching d cab, or gettin into bed. [Actually my bro found himself on my floor, lying on my laundry. I guess he couldn't make it to d couch, 2 meters away.]

Yup, a big night.

Brain damage rating: 8/10