The speared-ginger drink garnish that came with Red Feather's martini mix-off entry, Tolerance Juice, had the same unfortunate flaw as the mini cocktail sword: It combined strong booze with sharp objects. Each sip was a Russian roulette gamble with fate. Would the precariously placed wooden spears jab your eyeball when you took a sip? Or somehow find the safe-place crevice on the side of your nose? It was thrilling. And highly intoxicating.
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