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January 22, 2007
by Ian Fleming (Page numbers
"When M. poured him three fingers from the
frosted carafe Bond took a pinch of black
pepper and dropped it on the surface of the
Vodka. The pepper slowly settled to the
bottom of the glass leaving a few grains on
the surface which Bond dabbed up with the
tip of his finger. Then he tossed the cold
liquor well to the back of his throat and
put his glass with the dregs of pepper at (How do you toss
the bottom, back on the table. off a drink *and*
leave dregs on
"M. gave him a glance of rather ironical the bottom?)
"'It's a trick the Russians taught me that
time you attached me to the Embassy in
Moscow,' apologized Bond. 'There's
often quite a lot of fusel oil on the
surface of the stuff -- at least there
used to be when it was badly distilled.
Poisonous. In Russia, where you get a lot of
bath-tub liquor, it's an understood thing to
sprinkle a little pepper in your glass.
It takes the fuel oil to the bottom.
I got to like the taste and now it's a habit.
But I shouldn't have insulted the club
Wolfschmidt,' he added with a grin. "
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