In case you have any questions, just read Wired's article on the LHC.
Instead I’ll talk about a Laptop Lollypop. For the uninitiated, this is the worst cocktail ever made, but if you find yourself in Hotel Swosti in Bhubneshwar do pick up a menu at the bar. I kid you not. And the other drinks are true too - though I think 'Cream Between L' was supposed to write 'Cream Between Legs' until the copywriter maybe realised that it was a bit kinky. Seriously, Sex on the Beach sounds tame after these amazing concoctions. And I really didn't want to try 'Kiss My Ass'. And this was one of the best bars in the city.
If people wonder why I stick religiously to beer until I can get to place that can make a decent vodka-martini (which in Delhi is Smoke House Grill or Rick's) this explains it. Drinking alcoholic cocktails in India is flirting with death - to your tastebuds (and a surefire way of getting Type-2 Diabetes givenm that any syrup or colouring agent bars use in 99.99% sugar). No wonder Vijay Mallya makes a ton of money through selling Kingfisher all over the country.