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The Drink Arrived in a Chilled Glass with a Lemon Peel and a Smile

November 28, 2018

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He looked over the bottles behind the bar. They had multiplied since he stocked them last, but that was a long time ago. He was a patron now and the last drink of the night was always tricky. Through experience, he had learned what worked for him and what did not. As much as he enjoyed a whiskey before bed it never helped him come . . .

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It Was a Perfect Drink for a Rainy Night in the Quarter

November 26, 2018

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The old gas lamps reflected off the shiny brick streets due to the on and off rain. It always rained around this time of the year down here he thought. His leather soles echoed down the narrow streets in rhythmic staccato slaps. He had undertaken the futile task of tracking down the umbrella he started the night with but currently . . .

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He was Pretty Sure it was a Year Ago When He Last Ordered a Sidecar

October 11, 2018

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The sun was retiring earlier than it did yesterday. It was also the first day he had tied a scarf on before heading out. The leaves had a firm grip on their respective trees but they had begun to change into their more seasonally appropriate hues. Leaves are always so fashionable. In a few weeks, they would be crunching under his . . .

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This Was a Glass of Summer Over Ice

October 05, 2018

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He was early to dinner and needed to kill some time. The friend he was meeting had a taste for hooch even stronger than his own. Sneaking in the usual martini was out of the question for now. Tonight was all about defense. He needed to make sure aspirin wasn't on the menu for breakfast.

The bartender who looked to be . . .

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The Worst Thing that can Happen Behind Any Bar

October 04, 2018

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A glass gets broken in the ice.

Your bar back is running late.

A drink that you made gets sent back.

You run out of __________ on a busy Friday.

Nobody stocked the beer cooler last night.

You cut your finger on the foil when opening a new bottle.

The sink gets clogged with fruit . . .

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The Rob Roy Played Plinko Throughout His Body

September 13, 2018

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He put the last dinner plate in the dishwasher and looked around. It was too early for bed. He wasn't one for having a dessert unless he could drink it. Sticking his hand out the window to check the temperature he decided to go out for a nightcap. He pulled his worn green tweed jacket on and walked out the door.

A taxi . . .

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Rules Should Be Broken Sometimes

August 16, 2018

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He had vowed long ago never to ask a bartender to "surprise" him. He had also vowed never to smoke again. The sweet drifting scent of cured Virginia tobacco that followed him into the bar proved he had a problem keeping his vows.

Being a simple drinker he liked to keep things easy: gin when the sun was up and . . .

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