IVORY CREAM
Ever wondered why when two elephants fight, the ground beneath trembles? I can assure you, I felt the same energy when I drank from the Ivory of Kings.
I happened to go home one weekend in February when I stumbled upon mini packs of whiskey and spirits like Chelsea, De Rok, Action Bitters, etcetera in my mother’s shop. I wanted to try something new with a low alcohol percentage so I dipped my hand into the display nylon and pulled out Ivory Cream and some Chelsea minpack.
I did not want my mom or siblings to see me drink the alcohol so I waited till I returned back to my friend’s place before I tried it. It would be embarrassing to be caught in the act by my little brother and it would be more embarrassing if my mouth reeked of alcohol.
When I had returned safely to my friend’s house, I pulled out one of the mini packs I had stolen. I tore it open one of the Ivory Cream mini packs with my teeth and sipped from it to have an idea of what it tasted like.
My oh my, was I surprised? Surely.
It felt like I had just been served hot chocolate (or as we call it here, tea) instilled with premium coffee with a mix of whiskey. It felt so divine.
I wondered how the manufactures and producers came up with such a brilliant idea.
I have tasted cream liquors like Best and Baileys before but I fell in love with this brand. I later discovered that it was sort of a new product in my country and not readily available for consumption.
The fragrance was so delightful and it tasted so creamy I wanted more.
I am not a big fan of alcohol, especially when it pertains to spirits, whiskey and other hard liquor but I found myself taking more of this mini pack because it did not have the same effects as the others, or so I thought.
After three mini packs, I could feel the alcohol running down my legs. It felt funny but I wanted more and it just contained only seventeen percent alcohol.
Eventually, I had my bath and slept off.
I woke up the next morning feeling really good but the smell of biscuit lingered on in the room. I wondered if my friend had bought coffee biscuits behind my back but I was informed that it was the Ivory Cream that I had spilled on my bed the night before that filled my nose with biscuit aroma.
In conclusion, I believe that I drank from the ivory trunk of royalty and I dare say, it was worth the while...
