I have mentioned that I work for a Greek family. A while back I learned to count to ten. I know a few bad words now. I get to listen to the music if the shuffle of the Ipod is feeling ethnic. But today I had a toast and a sip or two of ouzo! I just did some quick research because I like to learn as I go through my new thing process and found this interesting bit of info...
"When absinthe
fell into disfavor in the early 20th century, ouzo was one of the
products whose popularity rose to fill the gap".
Yep, you feel it when it glides down your throat and warms your toes. It tastes like licorice and packs a punch and was a little treat at a lunch of thanks. OPA!!!
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