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 | | But calvados, the drink of Breton or Norman paysans and cosmopolitan style pundits, has escaped easy characterisation it smells divine, warms the gullet and, unlike many other distilled drinks, it actually tastes of the fruit it is made from - fat, round apples squashed in the cider press. |
 | | Calvados is classless yet classy, fruity yet dry, neither male nor female, ageless. |
 | | Everywhere, people are stroking their chins, lifting an eyebrow, and saying, "You know, I think I'll have a calvados." Mayfair's Savile Club, a bookish haunt well of the trend-setting path, has seen a calvados rush in the past couple of years. |
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