There’s a moment: a fleeting, agonizingly short but sweet, transitory moment. It sends the sun on its daily course. It also returns to punctuate the daily doldrums. The warm ginger coaxes the tongue awake, the grapefruit pulsates life into your senses, and gentle turmeric wraps around like a comforting pneumatic gust. This instant - a vision encapsulated, accentuated - this is the Golden Hour Tonic.