French Provençal

The Perfect Summer Drink I Didn't Like Until I Moved to France

July 12, 2018

Summer in France equals the South, where the pace slows, the cicadas make a damn racket, and the pastis flows as heavily as the rosé.

Lest I lose you to the “I don’t like anise drinks” bandwagon, hear me out: I don’t either. Or rather I didn’t until I learned that a positive pastis experience centers just as much around the emphasis on experience as it does pastis. The first time I tried the drink started out strong in a tiny backstreet in Marseille—the birthplace of pastis—during the height of summer. However, being too timid to ask how to mix it properly, my clumsy addition of too little water made for a hyper-intense/boozy drink that managed to combine the experiences of sucking on a licorice hard candy and taking multiple half-price well shots in quick succession.

I later learned that the 2:1 water to pastis ratio I landed on had rendered the drink into a proportion the French uncharitably dub “yogurt.” Never again. So, I took a little time off pastis, avoided black licorice, and then returned to Marseille armed with a proper French friend. Over the course of one long, sunny-terraced, anise-tinged, heart-to-heart-laced afternoon we healed all that pastis-related trauma.

Another French Classic, This Way

Pastis isn’t made to be drunk in a hurry. Even the process of making the drink showcases its languid tendencies. Pour in a tall glass, one part pastis to five parts chilled water; add ice if you’re not a purist; I’m certainly not. Serve with a bowl of salty chips. The process—a conscious watering down—makes it possible to nurse a pastis throughout the better part of an hour without feeling like you’re drinking melted ice tinged with booze. Plenty of time to play a round of pétanque, dig deep into personal histories with a new lover, open another bag of chips, or simply take note of the way the sun moves slowly across an afternoon.

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Yes, the flavor of anise (and licorice and fennel and coriander and plenty of other herbs) is present but when poured in the correct proportions and out of the correct bottles (I’m partial to the French house Henri Bardouin or the—gasp—California Charbay), it lazes across your palate like a lingering French kiss.

So very French. Photo by Joann Pai

If I can’t turn you on to pastis with a little tongue action, I’ll turn you on with chemistry. The main flavors that tend to compile a bottle—star anise, aniseed, licorice, and fennel—contain an aromatic, organic, oily little compound called anethole. It’s soluble (aka, dissolves) in alcohol, but not so much in water.

At 40% to 45% ABV, a bottle of pastis has enough alcohol to dissolve the anethole and render the drink transparent (or slightly yellow depending on the brand). As water is added, the alcohol and water molecules bind together and push the anethole out to form an army of tiny oil droplets that reflect and scatter light, transforming the once clear liquid to a cloudy, elegant haze. This effect is called louche and it is as magical as it sounds (watch it here).

Out of office. Photo by Rebekah Peppler

The combined drama of mixing pastis with its insistence that you slow down long enough to savor it is French été in a glass, and with Bastille Day on the horizon, your pastis conversion timing couldn’t be more apt. Even if there is nary a lavender field in sight, throw a bottle on the table along with some glasses, add a ceramic pitcher of cold water and a bucket of ice, and allow summer to trail across your tongue.

Rebekah Peppler's next book, Apéritif: Cocktail Hour the French Way will be released in October 2018.

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Rebekah Peppler is an American writer and food stylist living in Paris. Her clients include the New York Times, Real Simple, Food Network, and multiple cookbooks. Her next book, Apéritif: Cocktail Hour the French Way (Clarkson Potter) will be released in October 2018. She is also the author of Honey, a Short Stack Edition. You can find more on and


cosmiccook August 18, 2018
My husband and I have been drinking Pastis & Absinthe for years! I prefer Henri Bardouin too. I thought while in Lyon & trips to Provence I'd find some really good ones but other than scoring a Grand Cru Henri Bardouin there wasn't a lot of choice.
Sharon July 30, 2018
I love the stuff. Somehow, it always tastes better in France, on a sunny day, under a giant Pastis umbrella at an outdoor cafe. But then, long before my Parisian incarnation, I sipped anisette with a splash of ice water here in California. Being in my early 20's at the time (long ago), my tequila-shot, beer-chuggin' contemporaries would regard me suspiciously and whisper, "She's so weird." Herbsaint and Ouzo is what I enjoy these days. One good thing about liking licorice flavored drinks is, if your spouse doesn't like them, you never have to worry about them hitting your stash! All mine! Thanks for the memory-provoking article, and for reminding me that it's time to languish under my patio umbrella with a frosty glass in hand. A vôtre santé!