F-ing Las Vegas. What? How many ingredients are in a Manhattan? That would be three.
Three ingredients. One of which the customer specified as Maker's Mark bourbon. So, two are all the bartender needed to come up with.
Caesar's Palace. Night of the Leonard Cohen concert. Rodeo in town. Just wanted a quick cocktail and some people-watching before the show.
The bartender didn't know the ingredients. Then as he was doing his "flair" he broke an entire bottle of vodka. (No vodka in a Manhattan, but whatever...) and then after cleaning up the glass, identifying that vermouth and bitters were part of the equation, and pretending he was roping a "doggie" with the soda gun...he charged me $25.
wtf.
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Bernard de Voto
A...you have to grab a copy for the project. Girl, it is majorly relevant. And wil help with the martini piece. I can't stop quoting it in my daily life. And the there's Myrna Loy and William Powell and i just want to be Nick and Nora. Write up your part...i have already dreamt mine.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Stone Brewery Beer Garden
I hate zoos. I hate obnoxious bartenders that don't know shit about the beer they are promoting. And I hate GPS units. But... I love, love, love the Stone Brewery Beer garden. Do something about the cretin stepchild bartender and we're all good.
Second trip. Transposition. Do you feel that breeze? Do you see the butterflies? Did I mention that there is a koi pond? I mean when nothing else makes sense you can always depend on a koi pond. With the right company and the sunny San Diego weather, I might stay forever in the lovely green alcoves, whiling away the rest of my life drinking sour beers.
Second trip. Transposition. Do you feel that breeze? Do you see the butterflies? Did I mention that there is a koi pond? I mean when nothing else makes sense you can always depend on a koi pond. With the right company and the sunny San Diego weather, I might stay forever in the lovely green alcoves, whiling away the rest of my life drinking sour beers.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
MMM
F if they don't go and ruin it every time. There was the one night with John Denver and the first off-color remark. Then the phone numbers get exchnaged and now you and O and the insane texting. There should be a law. Four to twelve-thirty is too late. And then the next time, let's blame it on the dance party. I was totally caught off guard. Terrifying. Girls on a mechanical bull. Sweetheart. Why is that the term, sweet is not right. In the words of Catherine Irwin, "i've been good. And i've been good for nothing"! Let's write it up.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Rogue-Obsessed
I can't stop drinking Rogue beer for some reason this month.
My current favorite is: Rogue St. Rogue Red Ale
It's great because it is robust without being one of those hoppier-than-thou IPA's that macho beer snobs seem to be enamored with. I also seem to be able to drink this nearly endlessly without needing to switch out to something later in the night. Excellent, if pricey.
I've also been in love with the Mom Heifenweizen, great during the warm fall of the Southwest.
The Captain Sig's Northwestern Ale is really strong and nice for a good kick if you are only going to have one beer at the end of the day, but it's a little much for repeating.
Dead Guy has been a long-time favorite since my days in Milwaukee at Roman's Pub. It's sort of a basic fundamental beer snob beer and one that can comfortably sit in my fridge any day of the week.
I guess I could branch out and go back to the Belgians for a while, but I do love Rogue. There's plenty more to keep me busy for a while.
My current favorite is: Rogue St. Rogue Red Ale
It's great because it is robust without being one of those hoppier-than-thou IPA's that macho beer snobs seem to be enamored with. I also seem to be able to drink this nearly endlessly without needing to switch out to something later in the night. Excellent, if pricey.
I've also been in love with the Mom Heifenweizen, great during the warm fall of the Southwest.
The Captain Sig's Northwestern Ale is really strong and nice for a good kick if you are only going to have one beer at the end of the day, but it's a little much for repeating.
Dead Guy has been a long-time favorite since my days in Milwaukee at Roman's Pub. It's sort of a basic fundamental beer snob beer and one that can comfortably sit in my fridge any day of the week.
I guess I could branch out and go back to the Belgians for a while, but I do love Rogue. There's plenty more to keep me busy for a while.
Friday, March 27, 2009
His Horse Was Fast as Polished Steel
Okay, to make a long story short... or to cut to the chase...I did a little bar-hopping in one of the world's greatest cities: Seattle. This whole expedition began on the premise of a library conference, but its primary focus, soon became seeing a wonderful, dear, old friend of mine who met me from Portland.
The first night I got into town we met up at a tapas bar close to the convention center and had a couple red wines to get ourselves motivated. Then we ended up at a fabulous hipster bar called, Linda's in Capitol Hill. We drank vodka and sodas and listened to a juke box that hearkened back to our indie past (the server was a scruffy cute boy that was pleased to tell us which indie band, exactly, it was we were listening to/arguing over). No, that was NOT Built to Spill. I ate a BLT and though I don't remember tater tots, this is the type of place that would have them. There was great conversation, a tiny bit of nostalgia, and some drunken texting. What more could you want from a reunion? Darling A, I miss you!
Later in the conference, following a stressful day of presentations and various colleague-related interactions, I ended up with a nice mix of good people that needed a drink as much as I did and this lucky group just happened to feature another whiskey drinker! Thank the lord. Our first stop was at a bar called Von's where they had this kitschy wheel of drink specials that immediately grabbed my attention. The only downside was the fact that the bar was packed full of St. Patrick's Day carousers. Though I tried the "on special" Manhattan (with Gentlemen Jack), I ended up sticking with the house special Maker's Mark Manhattan. It was awesomely good. A great way to start the night.
Next was some dinner at the Pike Brewing Company (which I think the beer drinkers in the group liked for the beer, but I don't remember). The dinner was not too remarkable, although I did order the local cheese plate--which was really tasty and perfect for the night. The names of all the good cheeses, escape me now. That is what happens after three Manhattans.
Next, there was a beer interlude at the official conference reception, where I switched to Stella Artois and used my free drink tickets. I got massively distracted by the Hatch concert poster exhibit at the museum, and had a thoroughly enjoyable time browsing the place.
After the reception, we ended up at what turned out to be my most favorite stop on the mini-tour: the 5 Points Cafe. Now, this is my kind of bar! When I die, send me here. A classic and true dive bar with a good juke box and some slightly sticky booths to get comfortable (and drunk) in. I could have stayed all night-- or for the rest of my life; if not for distraction's strange ways...One of our party was on the track of some wild librarians (or something)... so we were dragged to a (most likely) English pub, possibly called the Elephant and Castle, but things get dimmer and dimmer. I had my usual Maker's Mark at this place, maybe one too many as I got progressively shyer as the night went on. I think the bartender had it out for me. As things winded down, or actually, as we got kicked out at closing time, I was thankful for the good company, a memorable night in a fabulous city, and as always: good bourbon.
I can't wait until I can return to Seattle.
The first night I got into town we met up at a tapas bar close to the convention center and had a couple red wines to get ourselves motivated. Then we ended up at a fabulous hipster bar called, Linda's in Capitol Hill. We drank vodka and sodas and listened to a juke box that hearkened back to our indie past (the server was a scruffy cute boy that was pleased to tell us which indie band, exactly, it was we were listening to/arguing over). No, that was NOT Built to Spill. I ate a BLT and though I don't remember tater tots, this is the type of place that would have them. There was great conversation, a tiny bit of nostalgia, and some drunken texting. What more could you want from a reunion? Darling A, I miss you!
Later in the conference, following a stressful day of presentations and various colleague-related interactions, I ended up with a nice mix of good people that needed a drink as much as I did and this lucky group just happened to feature another whiskey drinker! Thank the lord. Our first stop was at a bar called Von's where they had this kitschy wheel of drink specials that immediately grabbed my attention. The only downside was the fact that the bar was packed full of St. Patrick's Day carousers. Though I tried the "on special" Manhattan (with Gentlemen Jack), I ended up sticking with the house special Maker's Mark Manhattan. It was awesomely good. A great way to start the night.
Next was some dinner at the Pike Brewing Company (which I think the beer drinkers in the group liked for the beer, but I don't remember). The dinner was not too remarkable, although I did order the local cheese plate--which was really tasty and perfect for the night. The names of all the good cheeses, escape me now. That is what happens after three Manhattans.
Next, there was a beer interlude at the official conference reception, where I switched to Stella Artois and used my free drink tickets. I got massively distracted by the Hatch concert poster exhibit at the museum, and had a thoroughly enjoyable time browsing the place.
After the reception, we ended up at what turned out to be my most favorite stop on the mini-tour: the 5 Points Cafe. Now, this is my kind of bar! When I die, send me here. A classic and true dive bar with a good juke box and some slightly sticky booths to get comfortable (and drunk) in. I could have stayed all night-- or for the rest of my life; if not for distraction's strange ways...One of our party was on the track of some wild librarians (or something)... so we were dragged to a (most likely) English pub, possibly called the Elephant and Castle, but things get dimmer and dimmer. I had my usual Maker's Mark at this place, maybe one too many as I got progressively shyer as the night went on. I think the bartender had it out for me. As things winded down, or actually, as we got kicked out at closing time, I was thankful for the good company, a memorable night in a fabulous city, and as always: good bourbon.
I can't wait until I can return to Seattle.
Friday, January 9, 2009
January: Dinner and Cheeses
Jaarlsberg- United States
Pt. Reyes Blue Cheese
Lamb chops
Dino kale
New potatoes
New Belgium Abbey Ale and and New Belgium 2 Below
The cheese was very good, although these were Whole Foods "singles" and were super cheap. I obviously liked the blue the best. The 2 Below went well with the cheese.
The lamb was grilled with mint and thyme and served with kale in a red pepper sherry vingarette. The new potatoes were roasted with garlic and olive oil.
Excellent dinner.
Pt. Reyes Blue Cheese
Lamb chops
Dino kale
New potatoes
New Belgium Abbey Ale and and New Belgium 2 Below
The cheese was very good, although these were Whole Foods "singles" and were super cheap. I obviously liked the blue the best. The 2 Below went well with the cheese.
The lamb was grilled with mint and thyme and served with kale in a red pepper sherry vingarette. The new potatoes were roasted with garlic and olive oil.
Excellent dinner.
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