The bottle of St. Germain Le Cocktail Cadeau

The bottle of St. Germain Le Cocktail Cadeau was a gift to my patriarchal and dogmatic father made by his friend’s son-in-law. The bottle came in a beautiful box, and I have a thing with beautiful packing, so I just commandeered the gift. Imagine my amusement when I found a poster inside where two charming French girls from the charming 1920s were reading on a grass almost... naked. So this box contained everything I loved: books, liqueurs, and women.
The backside of the poster had recipes for different cocktails with St. Germain, but we drank it as it was: sweet, bitter, suffocative.
This careless French en plein air sends my mind back to the unlovely contrast of my life. First, there is the beauty of being a woman. Then, this breathtaking feeling of loving a woman. And then the realization of your love being considered dirty, disgusting, and shameful. A contrast worth a fine drink.