I am not an expert mixologist or a booze hound, but I am a romantic. My first encounter with St. Germain liqueur was at a little bar in San Francisco. The concoction contained champagne, Hendricks gin, St. Germain and a little fresh lemon juice. I have never been a fan of mimosas or bellinis. I prefer my bubbles straight up. I was so beautifully surprised by one particular flavor that I had to ask the bartender what I was drinking. He explained that it was the St. Germain that I was noticing. He gave me a little shot glass with [...]