" Peychaud’s,” said Hump. “That there’s the bitters. I have it shipped up from home special, so Aubrey won’t be putting that Angostura crap in it.” “A cube of sugar,” said the woman, “a dash of Peychaud’s, two jiggers of rye, the whole thing stirred and then poured in a glass rinsed with a little Duplais Verte.” “That there’s the absinthe,” said Hump. “No,” I said. “Indeed,” said Hump. “Take my word for it,” said Stony. “Nothing settles the digestion like a good distillation of wormwood. "

― William Lashner , Bagmen (Victor Carl, #8)