I’m no longer curious
The first flavor I tried was Elixir No. 5, the smoked chocolate cherry old fashioned. Honestly, I couldn’t finish more than two sips. It’s like tart cherry juice went rancid in the sun while a motorcycle revved its engine next to the open bottle. Like tar and tire rubber and Wright’s liquid smoke curled around bitter, expired, dark chocolate-covered berries. And let’s be clear: I love peaty drams, but this fruity, exhaust-pipe extract was undrinkable and went down the drain without a second thought. It took an hour for the smoke flavoring to ebb on my tongue.
Overall, I was disappointed in Curious Elixirs, especially for the price. I appreciate what they’re trying to do by supporting sobriety in a creative way—and for busy people, I understand the convenience of a subscription service—but the flavors lacked refinement and it felt like I’d spent too much money on diluted fruit-juice concentrate scraped from those cardboard tubes you find frostbitten in the freezer section.