Several years ago, Saint-Germaine became the darling of the cocktail set. The French liqueur was advertised as being made by a secret process involving elder blossoms—and named, ironically, for an eighteenth-century alchemist whose real name is unknown. It was sold in a fancy bottle, and—for a few years—it added a certain je ne sais quoi to all sorts of…
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