What man amongst us has not woken suddenly in the pitch-dark watches of the night to feel the invisible weight pressing upon his chest and limbs, to hear the inaudible whisper of its hunger…? Next morning, nothing remains to prove it was more than a dream – nothing but the memory of its perfume on the twisted pillow. I see you bow your head. You know of what I speak, child of Cthulhu.
Here is a cocktail I have devised, coloured like the first terrible presentiment of dawn against the horizon, a cocktail that recaptures the elusive scent of the succubus. The citrus releases the floral personality of the muscat liqueur in the brandy. The Campari adds a bittersweet bass note to the experience, without which the drink is left hollow and unsatisfied, incomplete, fit only to lead apes into hell.
1 Half-fill a Highball glass with ice. Add two tablespoons of freshly squeezed lemon juice and two tablespoons of freshly squeezed orange juice. Add two ounces of 3- or 5-star Metaxa brandy (no other brandy will do) and stir. Drop in one teaspoon of Campari. Top up with the merest splash of very cold soda water. Garnish with a thin slice of orange.