TGL – What? Liquor made solely from rice that tastes like biscuits? Never you shout fist banging the table, that’s almost like drinky blasphemy, but you’re not sure why because youre half cut.

Who stoile the cookie from the cookie jar?

Animal, Mineral or Vegetable: 

You take a vegetable, and leave it in a jar with some water and it will become a tasty magical potion, or vinegar. Either is good, one of them is San Lung.

Position on the periodic table of foodstuffs:         

Fluids like this make your body fluid too, so you must be careful that you don’t flow off your seat or run off at the mouth.

Atomic weight:

It has heavy flavour, and seems somewhat oily, but as ruou goes, it’s not like being hit in the head with a mace of herbal balsam and nasty alcohol (I am not a patron of this charming drink - ed).

Description:

It tastes like biscuits. It really truly does. What kind of biscuits can’t really be said, but biscuits it really really is. Really.

It’s called San Lung, and it’s made only from rice and water. Oddly this is similar to the process for making white vinegar that is used for sushi rice and other tasty treats. So how does the similar process make one thing tart and jaw tingling, while italso makes something the little kids would gladly down without turning their noses at?

It really is a mystery, but what else is surprising is how quickly it’ll cut a grown man to ribbons, reduce him to tears about the old days as a kid eating biscuits at morning interval, then it’ll turn out to be just crocodile tears and he’ll be playing tag on the fort in no time.

So, here you have soemthing that is totally off the ruou flavour chart. Sure there are other sweet varieties, particulalry the fruity ones that are so popular with the girlies (apply a Meo Vac Sunset for best results).

Inert with:         

Ruou? Inert? Maybe you will be buddy.

Reacts with:

Your bloodstream, and your ability to use motorised transports and machinery. Drink responsibly, but if you can’t, then just pass out on the cushions and someone will sweep you out with the trash come closing time. Not a pleasant way to wake up, mind you.

The Good Life