The Drunk Botanist Book

The Drunken Botanist

I’m not going to lie, I thought plants were dickheads before I realised that they were allies of a good friend of mine. Namely, alcohol. I remember back in the day, whilst trying to climb a tree, I fell in a bed of nettles and, since that day, have had a somewhat of a vendetta against plant life (despite nettles not technically being a plant, I don’t believe). I’m petty like that and tend to make sweeping vendettas. However, I’m not one that will refuse to admit when I’m wrong so when I got smashed on cocktails once and found that many of said cocktails were largely derived from plants I ceased and desisted my vendetta and, in a typically grandiose gesture, became a plant brand evangelist and would tell anyone that could understand my plant induced drunken ramblings I crossed paths with that plants were a good bunch of lads. Well, I’ve decided to capitalise on my new found alliance with the plant world by studiously perusing the brilliant The Drunken Botanist by Amy Stewart and becoming a grand master in getting smashed.

Drunk Botanist

I was going great guns with this book until I came across an recipe that had nettles in and the nightmares came flooding back.



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