The Proust

Literary salons of the Belle Époque weren't just about discussing Proust over tea. The real conversations happened late into the night, fueled by something considerably more interesting. The Proust captures that atmosphere in a glass, bringing together cognac's grape-rich warmth with the herbaceous lift of blanc vermouth and the dark fruit depth of Cherry Heering. The absinthe rinse here isn't just for show. It adds a subtle anise whisper that floats above everything else, while fresh lemon juice keeps the spirit-forward base from getting too heavy. The result tastes like what I imagine those Parisian intellectuals were actually drinking: refined but not precious, complex enough to sip slowly while arguing about symbolism or modernism. Mix this when you're settling in for a long evening with friends, a good book, or both. The Proust rewards attention without demanding it, making it ideal for those nights when you want something more interesting than wine but don't want your drink to dominate the conversation.