There was something inspiring about the St-Germain French 77 cocktail, even before we knew anything at all about the gently ushered wild blossoms and the bicycle-mounting Alpine men.
The Executive and I had just settled onto two bar stools overlooking the Chicago skyline, but it was clear from the very first sip that this was a cocktail that had more than a view going for it. Handsome, mysterious and with an accent we couldn't quite place, it aroused our tastebuds and our curiosity. This was a drink with a backstory.
We edited it a bit and recast the man on the bike. But other than that, it was perfect.