Looking down at the streets reminded him of poorly erased chalkboards. He was glad to be inside and out of the snow, but it took him back to grade school. Every time he blinked he was peering out the window daydreaming of summer in a class that would never seem to end. A few times he had even bundled up to brave the weather only to . . .
He wasn't one for putting a bartender to a test but he rarely came to bars in the "cool" part of town anymore. It was a pricey cab ride back to the neighborhood he had grown out of a few years ago. He would have made the daiquiri himself but he was out of limes.
He sat and listened to the room. Bar talk used . . .
Upon arriving at the hotel he promised himself he would never let slip how much he had spent on this weekend getaway. As he handed the bellman what he assumed was the equivalent of a fiver for carrying his small bag he inquired where the bar was. He had heard great things and after a quick change from his traveling clothes, he would . . .
I couldn't take the Chicago cold so I booked a flight down to Florida for the weekend and I thought this was the best drink the represent my feelings!
The king of rum drinks and my personal favorite of the Tiki universe is the Mai Tai. It should be everyone's favorite rum drink! Have a few and everything . . .
Oh yeah...this drink. One from my personal collection. It took Logan Square by storm a few summers ago the Whiz when I was running the show there.
The ladies loved it. The guys loved it. The bank loved it. The staff hated it. This drink is messy. It dirties up your entire bar. Measuring Coco Lopez in a jigger is . . .
It's Ti' Time
I have talked about punch earlier and left you with the little Caribbean ditty: “One of sour, two of sweet, three of strong, and four of weak. Add some spice to make it nice!” This is all well and good for making punch and I have relied on it many times. We are talking about a different punch today though. We are talking . . .
I never think of it as a Collins drink but the Mojito shares a few characteristics of everyones favorite long drinks and if you look back far enough in the Cuban cocktail books it was originally called the Bacardi Collins and served at Sloppy Joes in Havana. I have read that during prohibition and long into the ‘50s . . .