AMOUR MATADOR Liqueur

A stain of cinnamon on the finger, accuser. Bite into the still green tomato. Adventure. Sage and lavender whisper the forbidden. Bitterness with the taste of perfidy. A dramatic twist, it's the heart that speaks: thick, dark, and blackcurrant velvet. Sanguine love but which, rhubarb or orange? It is the stubborn echo of a poisonous tongue. Run away, run away, come back, he says. 34.1% alcohol, 160g/l sugar Aromatic notes: Sulphur, black fruits, vegetal, spicy. Tasting ritual: For this voluptuous and treacherous elaborate liqueur, choose a small artisanal ceramic bowl that we love. Place an ice cube, of imperfect spherical shape, although lovingly cut in the bowl. Cover him with Matador Love. 2 Oz (6cl) is enough. All that remains is to pick a few Kalamata olives, an unforbidden fruit whose color calls for caution.