Drinking Poetic (On A Christmas Wednesday): The Nutcracker
I’ve always felt disconnected from the Holiday season. While I grew up Catholic it has had been many a solstice […]
Drinking Poetic: Cascading Lines
This is the story of a drink that got away from me. As I’ve said before I tend to turn […]
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 […]
Drinking Poetic (on a Wednesday): The Los Angeles Sour
The Los Angeles Cocktail is terrible and is a perfect example of a bad drink that survives because it’s old. Buried […]
Drinking Poetic (on a Wednesday): Highballs
I’m a whiskey purist. Bourbon, Scotch, Japanese, Barrel Strength, it doesn’t matter, I drink it neat. For years I was […]
Drinking Poetic: The Ship of Theseus
I compete in a lot of bartender competitions. Not only is it a great tool for advancing my career […]
