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Nobody drinks the first part of that and thinks it’s “pretty good.”
Well, science does tell us that alcohol is a solution.
mmm bäska droppar 😋
Hmm. I have some small bottles of Snälleröds snapsar and one of them is Besk. I haven’t tasted it yet but do you know if it’s similar to bäska droppar? And is bäska droppar similar to that Malört bottle in the picture?
I believe they’re all different names for the same liquor, yes. “Malört” means wormword in Swedish, which is what they used to flavor bäsk. Besk is an alternative spelling for bäsk.
We drink a lot of it in Sweden 😋
I was browsing my comment history and stumbled upon this so I decided to finally open the bottle of Besk. Very strange taste. I wasn’t expecting anything like this. Doesn’t taste similar to other supposedly wormwood infused liquors like absinthe or vermouth. I’ve never tasted anything like this. Sort of minty note in bitter flavor I can’t describe. This is certainly not my favorite bitter but if I was ever offered one I would happily drink it.
Just in time for midsommar! Yeah, it’s pretty unique. I’ll make sure to drink some today for you 😄
Enjoy your drink 😄 Hyvää juhannusta! Glad midsommar!
For anyone who doesn’t know what that drink is, it is a relic of the times where alcohol was considered medicine and it expresses that with flavor. It tastes like antiseptic and Band-Aids. It is universally considered a terrible alcohol with no redeeming qualities except the joy of sadomasochistic introductions to the unfamiliar.
Malört, for when you want to unfriend someone in-person.
I love people’s attempts to describe it in the comments section
So… Along the lines of Jager Meister, but worse?
Jäger does not have anywhere near the notoriety of bad flavor. People describe Jäger as tasting like licorice, Malört is described as tasting like if your shame and regret were fermented and filtered through a burning Chicago dumpster.
Malört, because you won’t be getting your security deposit back.
Malört, tonight is the day you fight your dad.
Malört, the official drink of poor decisions.
Malört, the strongly-worded last call.
Malört, because “fuck you” is polite.
You order Jäger and everybody is like ok, do you. You order Malört and the staff ask if you are sure and follow that up with asking if you are ok.
There is a bar that has $5 shots, Malört is $2.
At the local Binny’s(alcohol retailer), the manager initiates new hires with a shot of Malört.
Malört is something you need to experience, because I hate you.
This description makes me want to walk the half a mile to the nearest bar, order a shot, knock it back, pay in cash, and immediately walk home.
Not just out of curiosity but because now that sounds like the most “I really wish I knew more about what that person has going on” thing I’ll be able to do today.
