Brian’s take: There’s nothing I enjoy more than a good basil leaf. (All right, well there are probably a few things I enjoy more, but not many I tell you, not many.) The “Byzantine” at Hook had several such leaves floating in it, which made for quite the aromatic drinking experience. Unfortunately, however, the smelling was superior to the tasting. The olfactory experience was top-notch—the thing smelled like a melted pineapple pizza, which my party and I found to be surprisingly pleasant—but once the concoction hit my lips and trickled across my tongue, I was instantly underwhelmed. And although I like basil leaves, I am not so enamored of soggy, fruit juice-soaked basil leaves. Given the choice between pizza and beer and the Byzantine, I’d spring for the former, fo sho.
On a scale of 1 to 5 olive branches: 3.245
Ted’s take: Nothing on this earth is more seductive than a good basil leaf.
…with the possible exception of that ethereal glimmer in the right pair of gray eyes….
On a scale of 1 to 5 olive branches: 3