The Martuna: A Sandwich in Every Glass
“Do you have a cocktail list?” is one of the first questions I am often asked as a waiter in an upscale restaurant. It is one of the few questions I get to cheerfully answer with a big “no.” “You …...
View ArticleBetween the Sheets– Maggie Smith Drove Me to Drink.
When I was 12, my father took me to see a little film called Evil Under the Sun– the last in a trio of tony Agatha Christie whodunit films that somewhat shaped the person I am today. The first, Murder...
View ArticleDeath in the Afternoon
I recently met up with my friend Fatemeh for brunch. I had every intention of it being a long, lingering meal– the type one anticipates when one is finally presented with a rare open day and the...
View ArticleTwo For You…
I was thirteen years old when Anthony Blanche introduced me to a most sinister drink– the Brandy Alexander. Mr. Blanche– or Antoine, as he sometimes styled himself–rolled his “r”‘s and wore varnish on...
View ArticleGin Blossom Dearie or, What I Learned from Schoolhouse Rock.
Cool as a cucumber; as floral and sweet as her name, but with a little bit of a bitter edge. The blossoms of Spring may have faded and dropped their petals, but this, dear readers is my blossom of...
View ArticleDanish Modern
I struggled with the naming of this drink. "The Melancholy Dane" first came to mind, but it's not exactly what the Crown Prince had in mind when he asked me to cheer up his country. One look at the...
View ArticleI’ll Drink to That
[She] often sounded as if someone had soaked a chain-smoking cat in scotch, then attempted to beat it to death with a megaphone. Continue reading →
View ArticleHello, Vandergelder!
My readership might not be vast, but it's comprised of some marvelously smart people who consistently manage to leave comments composed not only in complete sentences, but with wit and great care....
View ArticleLet’s Just Forget That Ever Happened.
Let's just forget these past few months ever happened, shall we? Continue reading →
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