You’re Hungover. Here’s Some Hair of the Dog, the Corpse Reviver No. 2

THE SPECIALIST: Joaquín Simó, the 2012 American Bartender of the Year and co-founder of Pouring Ribbons in New York's East Village

HIS ELIXER: The Corpse Reviver No. 2

ITS ORIGINS: "Corpse revivers" were hangover remedies popular in the 19th century. In 1930 Harry Craddock, renowned bartender at London's Savoy Hotel, wrote of the drink in the Savoy Cocktail Book: "[It should] be taken before 11 a.m., or whenever steam and energy are needed."

ITS HEALING POWERS: "The Corpse Reviver No. 2 is one of those great default hangover drinks," Simó explains. "If you wake up and your head is still fuzzy, you don't want something super boozy. You want something light going down, and this one really fits the bill."

Simó's preferred version, the No. 2, shouldn't be confused with the Corpse Reviver No. 1, a heavy mix of brandy, cognac and vermouth. Instead, the No. 2 is a crisp, gin-based drink with a dash of absinthe, lemon juice, orange liqueur and aperitif wine. Simó makes a slight tweak to that recipe, swapping out the Cointreau and Lillet Blanc for Pierre Ferrand Dry Curaçao and the rare Cocchi Aperitivo Americano, which he says is a touch drier and not as rich as the Lillet.

Simó recommends ordering the drink at a trusted cocktail bar. But even that isn't a fail-safe. He recently went to Boston for a friend's wedding and celebrated into the witching hour at a respectable Commonwealth Avenue cocktail bar. "The next morning, the day of the wedding, I was just dying," he says. So he returned to the bar and ordered his cure-all Corpse Reviver No. 2. Unfortunately they served him a ghastly Corpse Reviver No. 1. "That was exactly what I didn't want. I just sat and stared at it in horror."

The No. 2 isn't on the menu at Pouring Ribbons—a handsome establishment that rates its cocktails on a scale from Refreshing to Spirituous and Comforting to Adventurous—yet patrons often request it. "The drink has gotten a lot of traction," he says. "But it frequently gets confused with a zombie"—the trashcan punch you slurp through a neon straw—"and I can think of fewer drinks that I'd rather start the day with than a zombie. That'd really fucking kill me."

ONE OTHER WORD OF WARNING, PER CRADDOCK: "Four of these taken in swift succession will quickly un-revive the corpse again."

THE INGREDIENTS:
1 part London dry gin
1 part fresh lemon juice
1 part Pierre Ferrand Dry Curaçao (or Cointreau)
1 part Cocchi Aperitivo Americano (or Lillet Blanc)
Dash of absinthe

THE METHOD: Shake well with ice. (Alternately, you could rinse the glass with absinthe instead of incorporating it into the drink.) Strain into a cocktail coupe and garnish with a stem-less cherry.


Alyson Sheppard is a writer and editor based in Brooklyn. Her work has appeared in Popular Mechanics, Mental Floss, McSweeney's, National Geographic Adventure, the Boston Globe and more. Follow her on Twitter @amshep.

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Photo by Joaquín Simó