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A Martini is Like a Naked Woman

January 25, 2019

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The bartender didn't seem bothered by his request for a spoonful of absinthe in his martini. Normally he took a martini as any sensible person would: gin with a touch of vermouth and a squeeze of lemon oil to garnish. Today, however, he was in the mood for something slightly different.

To anyone looking at his drink . . .

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No One Would be Foolish Enough to Put a Ship in a Bottle of Ardbeg

January 23, 2019

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He had to fight the wind as he pushed through the revolving doors that separated the outside from the inside. The quick pace he usually walked at was carried out in double time. When he made it to the stairs that led down to the subway his cheekbones already ached from the cold.

The train was packed--standing room only for . . .

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Several Heavy Dashes of Peychaud's Bitters Turned the Drink a Deep Red

January 21, 2019

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As he crossed the tracks on Canal he could faintly make out the gruff voice of a trombone from deep within the Quarter. He glanced down at his wrist out of habit and laughed because he had intentionally left his watch at the hotel. No matter. Crossing this historic street was as close to stepping back in time as one can get. The . . .

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The Moment it Enters the Glass it Begins to Die

January 18, 2019

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The time had come. It was do or die. If he dawdled it would all be a waste. The pearlescent liquid winked at him in the bottom of the straight sided crystal glass. "Goodbye."

No longer flirting with freezing temperatures the drink had grown-up. Mellowed. Aged. He remembered only ten minutes ago when it was fierce . . .

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A Perky Highball Sounded Nice for a Change

January 16, 2019

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Walking through the revolving door he dragged his feet to remove the snow. It was coming down a bit too hard to finish his pipe so his walk had been cut short. He waved at the doorman and took the elevator in the opposite direction of the falling snow.

He was a touch out of sorts. The week had drifted by without much . . .

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The Old-Fashioned Way of Doing Something is Sometimes Still the Best Way

January 14, 2019

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Water sputtered out of the tap as he turned the knobs to full blast. He couldn't remember the last time he actually drew a bath for himself. While the water ran he went to make a drink in the kitchen. A tub cocktail would surely help during the soak.

He looked funny standing in the kitchen; bare-chested with a stiff . . .

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Cocktail Hour

6:30 sharp...or YOU have to make the drinks!

December 11, 2018

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For the last few months, my wife and I have been enjoying a cocktail hour at home. This is a daily thing unless we happen to be out for some reason. It is in both of our calendars and whoever is late has to make the drinks...which are martinis more often than not.

Why Cocktail Hour?

We are both pretty intense in . . .

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