Tony Rocky Horror

The Tony Rocky Horror hits like a Swizzle with a dark streak. Funky Jamaican rum drives the drink, all overripe banana and petrol, while falernum and orgeat build a sweet, nutty foundation underneath. The absinthe is just a whisper—enough anise to make you pause, not enough to explain itself. It goes down cold and easy, the cinnamon on top catching your nose before each sip, and you remember the name comes from a man thrown off a balcony for giving a foot massage.