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 . . .
Laissez les bon temps rouler
The Sazerac is the only stirred cocktail to rival the Martini. In all honesty, I think they could have been friends in another life. The worst one I have ever had was at the Sazerac Bar In the Grand Roosevelt Hotel located at 130 Roosevelt Way, New Orleans, LA. I recommend pours of Guinness across the street at The Erin . . .
for a Cloudy Afternoon
For whatever reason our American taste buds aren't really huge fans of anise the way just about every other culture is. The Turkish go nuts for Raki while the Greek drink their Ouzo. Sambuca is seen more on the table and less in the club in Italy and in Southern France, Pastis and water is a . . .