There's a place in Seattle named Cascadia where they serve this.
It's called the Alpine Martini and is served with a dollop of Douglas Fir sorbet and a sprig of pine.
I'd imagine that after downing enough of these, you might get the urge to wrap yourself in tiny lights and hang ornaments all over yourself, then stand around waiting for people to put presents at your feet. Then after a while, you might find yourself laying out by the curb wearing nothing but tinsel.
Hey, don't laugh, it's happened to me a couple of times. At least the tinsel part.