Forthave Spirits: Of Vices and Medicine
Words by Ariel Barnes | Photography by Kyle Johnson
There are three essential libraries in the Forthave Spirits lab, perched high up in the old Pfizer Pharmaceuticals building on Flushing Avenue where Aaron Fox and Daniel de la Nuez mix their medicines. There is the six-foot tall liquor shelf of antique herbal remedies dating back as far as 1940. Some of the bottles are tall yet curved, the sun-stained labels slightly peeled back. All of the names are printed in fat, bold typeface like ‘Presolana’ Gran Liquor and Picon Amer, among, of course, a few familiar bottles of Cynar. The shelves are far from dusty, as the bottles are tended to often.
In the grand scheme of things, balance overrides specific flavors “because those change so much, especially in ones like the Marseille,” an amaro in the collection of one-offs they dub their “historical line” (versus the classics like their gin or aperitivo, which fall in the “color line”). Aaron continues: “there's days where you pull it out and everyone's like, wow, this is all the menthol-y stuff. Then you get these tasting notes back some other day and it [smells] like this church from wherever, this Christmas spice thing. But what stays consistent is the character of it, the shape.”
If achieving balance is the holy grail, it’s an all-encompassing commitment to sourcing that gets them here. To start with, “everything is USDA organic. If it’s not certified it’s because we foraged from upstate farmers that are so small that they haven’t gotten their certification,” Daniel says. “No artificial coloring, no processed sugars.” For the dry ingredients they forage from afar, say, rosehips from Morocco, they use a third party like Mountain Rose to verify the origin.
He’s quick to dispel any notion of dogma: “We didn’t have [the] intention in starting out organic, like, ‘oh, we’ll be the equivalent of [natural] wine.’ We just kind of [made] the same choices that we [make] at home. So, it was a challenge as a business to see if this could work. Then the natural wine world really embraced us.” Daniel notes that, as far as they know, few people in the spirits world are following a similar approach. The anecdotal evidence is compelling: “I would imagine if most of them were practicing organic they would say it. And most don't,” he adds.
Various stages are on display around me as I sit between two shelves of experiments, the Brooklyn sunset to my back. The windows reflect deep hues of purple and contrast with earthy-red brick across the skyline, a view Aaron and Daniel say they never tire of. Inside, plants and vines hang from the ceiling. Some are in need of trimming, a small service I keep in mind to offer later on as a thank you for their time. As we talk, the two buzz around the space, weaving between large tanks and demijohns full of carefully regulated experiments. “My joke is that l studied literature because I didn't want to be a lawyer or an accountant,” Daniel jokes. “And now I'm like both of those. Plus a regulator.” At one point, he peels off in search of a Tibetan yak’s milk he is keen on showing me, but soon relents as they begin recounting the story of how they met.
Aaron continues to paint, on canvases and on their bottles. They started off by channeling colors: “the idea was to kind of have an architecture. You know what fits. So, the architecture we decided on was to have a color line. Red, blue, black, brown; yellow is the new one. And that’s our take on classic botanical spirits. And then we started to make Amaro at home...”
Aaron directs me toward the older bottles, “the deep brown ones, where there’s this kind of caramelized sugar. You can taste somewhat of a pop-burning sugar as opposed to an industrial caramel color. Those you can definitely taste and see.”
There was a shift in the ‘70s when the labels started saying ‘colore naturale.’ “They began listing E102, E131, artificial colors and flavors,” Daniel expounds. “So, the further back you go, the further you really taste—you see the hand of each decade.” Craftsmanship gave way to industrialization. It’s a trope we know well. He suddenly motions us away: “but the best library is over there...”
“That beak [on the Marseilles] would’ve been filled with botanicals in that time period and those same recipes were also made in tonics and fusions or cure-alls to put on your skin, or to drink to either cure or protect you from the plague. And that was later—well there’s a lot of mythological history there, but one line of it was that it was called Thieves Vinegar or Thieves Remedy or Marseille Remedy. That was the base for the original recipe of this amaro. It’s a recipe from the Museum of Paris and many different herbal medicine books.
Richard Forthave is the historical figure known for this recipe, more commonly known as Four Thieves, which is his name through the history of telephone.” - Aaron