Relax, I’m not suggesting that you bring the 2012 “end of life as we know it” prophecy to an early fulfillment by offing yourself messily in the kitchen. Hemingway, as it turned out had a much better idea of what can be done in the kitchen. Or the living room, or wherever you happen to keep your booze.
If you are in a blue funk at the thought of coping with a long, family lunch while nursing the great grandmother of all hangovers, Hemingway’s particular brand of hair of the dog solution, the New Year’s Day afternoon cocktail might just be the solution. It involves absinthe and champagne…need i add more? Check it out here, courtesy of Esquire’s Matt Sullivan.
For other hangover solutions from our literary heroes, click here. My personal favorite is Zelda Fitzgerald’s. Not because I am particularly fond of the idea of a morning swim, but because I love the way it is preceded by a night on town with a hip flask concealed in my garters. If only I possessed such items.
Enjoy your new year’s day excesses and may the green fairy keep you good company.