HOLLYWOOD — The “Eurotrip” after-party at the Roosevelt Hotel could have been a casting call for the pic itself — hordes of glamorous, nubile almost-twentysomethings, drinking skinny glasses of fake ...

Perhaps you already have your own absinthe story. You drank it in New Orleans one foggy night, too full of fumes to remember much aside from the cloudy green swirl of the drink as water drip-dropped ...