The story is that you can watch elephants
staggering across the veldt
, having eaten some of the fermenting fruit lying beneath the Marula
Once those fruits are blended with cream they make Amarula: a heavenly juice, suitable for pouring over a single ice cube on a sweltering summer's eve or layering with peppermint liqueur to make a Springbok - the gold and green of which is oh-so-good when your team (of the same name) has just beaten Australia at the rugby.
It's not impossible to make Amarula taste bad; merely very, very difficult.