irish cream myths

it tastes of very cold coffee, with a dash of caramel and a generous dousing of remy martin...its heavenly...believe me....just that calcutta's weather is not really tailormade for anything irish, coffee or cream, i sweated for hours....but its worth it...butter and alcohol, laced with milk and melted sugar, with a hint of coffee...or coffee and alcohol with an aftertaste of butter....the taste is so fluid, so smooth, so changeable, i could describe it in a hundred other ways...i know now...this is the much publicized nectar ...the stuff with which greeks washed down their daily ration of buffalo meat(if you have read iliad you know all about the buffalo sacrfices and then the meat and the hides etcetera)...oh yes!!!either that or the other drink which their indian counterparts had a penchant for..somras... and it deserves all the hype....