Drinking Poetic: The Panic Order

I’m terrible at Vodka drinks.  It sounds elitist, snobbish, and very hipster bartender of me but it’s a fact of life. I think the problem is twofold.   1) Stylistically, I gravitate towards stirred, booze forward drinks that include some sort of odd characteristic. I go through phases: stirred citrus, clarified everything, fruit infused sherries, etc. I essentially want to turn … Continue reading Drinking Poetic: The Panic Order