Those wacky Brits are at it again. A new bar has opened up called Alcoholic Architecture. First off, let me just say that regardless of my opinion of the establishment, I‘m disappointed that this name has now been taken, and there won’t be some museum by this name featuring MC Escheresque buildings, modified trailer homes and the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Ok, that’s off my chest now. So, this bar comes to us from Sam Bompas and Harry Parr, whose previous contributions  to society include scratch and sniff cinema and jelly banquets. I can’t say that I really know what a jelly banquet is, but I suppose it’s all pieces to the puzzle here.

So what’s to drink at this bar? Well, that’s the thing… you don’t drink there.  You breathe it. They’ve found a way to vapourize (it’s in London – they spell stuff like that there) alcoholic beverages. This establishment will have you breathing a gin and tonic. It’s calibrated to a concentration that, when breathing normally, has you consuming the equivalent to one drink in about 40 minutes. You wear a plastic suit over your clothes, because otherwise, I’d imagine you’d end up smelling pretty badly.

So, I gotta wonder about the process behind the scenes. Is there a re-condensing process behind the scenes, or is whatever doesn’t get breathed go to waste? What if you want to drink more? Will hyperventilating achieve that goal? Where does the designated driver sit?

Then, of course, the question came up, is there a marijuana equivalent to this bar? Of course, the answer is yes. It’s called a [insert almost any band name] concert.