We call it: Skeptical Investigation. (Trademark pending.)
That the Werewolves of London, a new addition to the Kinmont’s cocktail menu that features pig’s blood, is actually something you’d want to drink.
Our palest, most nocturnal investigator met up with Kinmont bartender Jason Brown, who was inspired to create this most unholy of libations by Warren Zevon’s timeless aria of the same name.
In it: gin, Pimm’s and coconut syrup served over crushed ice and garnished with a pineapple leaf. Right. And a half ounce of pasteurized pig’s blood.
Investigator, stalling: “Anything else I should know?”
Brown: “No, not really.”
Eyes closed, lips pursed, our brave count in training took a short sip. Then a longer sip. Then...
Tastes a little coconut-y and tropical, like something you could sip on a beach somewhere. In other words, it’s all in your head.
That blood that was once coursing through the veins of a pig is all in your head.