Absinthe-lutely wonderful

Today Tristan, the world's most dashing Englishman, and I went to The Absinthe Cafe in Shinsaibashi. We drank.... you guessed it, absinthe! The experience of drinking absinthe far outstrips the actual taste of the drink, which is, to say the least, completely vile. Like drinking extract of black licorice, yuck. My absinthe was stronger than Tristan's, so that makes me a cooler person.