Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Sunday, July 21, 2013

GNOMES PROLIFERATING





With each new gnome, a new patron blows in from nowhere, and never leaves...


Thursday, July 18, 2013

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

BUKOWSKI ON DRINKING




“Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.” 



Tuesday, July 16, 2013

BOOK OF THE MONTH




Find your way to the most historic saloons, pubs, and dives of America. 

These are the watering holes that shaped our nation and created our country. 

Find the favorite spots of our Founding Fathers, the places where the most well-known celebrities could relax, and the joints that most wouldn t walk into without a bodyguard.




CELEBRATING GREAT BARS: MUSSO & FRANK, THE BACK ROOM






Wednesday, July 10, 2013

DRINKING TO SPITE THE DEVIL



The Devil
Thomas Van Stein
Will hang in BoHenry's for Halloween


“Whenever the devil harasses you, seek the company of men or drink more, or joke and talk nonsense, or do some other merry thing. 

"Sometimes we must drink more, sport, recreate ourselves, and even sin a little to spite the devil, so that we leave him no place for troubling our consciences with trifles. 

"We are conquered if we try too conscientiously not to sin at all. 

"So when the devil says to you: do not drink, answer him: I will drink, and right freely, just because you tell me not to. 


-- Martin Luther


Saturday, July 6, 2013

RAYMOND CHANDLER ON DRINKING




“I like bars just after they open in the evening. When the air inside is still cool and clean and everything is shiny. The first quiet drink of the evening in a quiet bar -- that's wonderful.”


Friday, July 5, 2013

BEER IMPROVES HEART HEALTH





Researchers from Harokopio University in Athens found that drinking a little less than a pint of beer improved blood flow and increased the flexibility of important arteries around the heart.


Thursday, July 4, 2013

A BRIEF HISTORY OF GIN




No matter how sick you get, your doctor probably won’t prescribe a glass of gin. But that wasn’t always the case. During the Renaissance, the juniper-flavored spirit was thought to “cure” everything from gout to the Black Death. (It didn’t, but guzzling gin beat fighting the plague sober.)

During the late 17th century, British gin stopped being an ineffective medicine and became a cheap way to get blotto. Nicknamed “mother’s ruin,” gin was responsible for putting a good portion of the population of London in a permanent stupor. After a few decades of this decay, gin’s reputation became similar to heroin’s today.

Strangely, after centuries of dubious medical claims, gin restored its honor thanks to its therapeutic value. As the British Empire expanded into tropical areas, malaria became an epidemic. Quinine, derived from the bark of the cinchona tree, combated the disease, but it had a critical weakness: Its overwhelming bitterness made it tough to stomach.

Luckily, chemists perfected a carbonated tonic that made the quinine more palatable. Colonists soon realized that a slug of gin could liven up this concoction, and gin and tonic became everyone’s favorite medical cocktail. As these travelers returned home, they brought their new drink with them, and Londoners once again embraced gin as something other than the tool of the devil.

You could hardly blame them. Herbal, clean, and refreshing, gin is the perfect pour for a summer night. So for your health’s sake, why not toss back a gin and tonic?




CHAMPAGNE IMPROVES MEMORY




Not only is it every partygoer's favourite drink but Champagne could even be good for you, a new study claims, after scientists discovered it can help prevent memory loss as the brain gets old.


Compounds found in a glass of bubbly can stimulate signals in the parts of the brain that control memory and learning, the study found.
Researchers at the University of Reading say our ability to remember routes or events are known to deplete with age, which could lead to poor memory in old age or even dementia.
But Champagne slows these loses and could help to prevent the decline of cognitive skills that occur when the brain gets old.
The drink was shown to improve spatial memory in particular, which is responsible for recording information about surroundings and can help with navigation.




Tuesday, July 2, 2013

IN MEMORY: ERNEST HEMINGWAY


An Evening with Papa
Thomas Van Stein
Hang at BoHenry's



“Would you l-like to know why I killed myself?”

“You want to tell me that?”

“I’m storyteller. It’s good story.”

I nod.

“World War Two. Cuba. My Crook Factory. Heard of that, chief?”

“Yes.”

“Made J. Edgar Hoover mad at me. Eddie and Junior.”

“Who?”

“Hoover and Clyde Tolson. Pet names for one another, Eddie and Junior. Faggots, both. Me also to blame.”

“For riling Hoover?”

“Hell no! Drinking too much. And pills. Seconal, to sleep. I can handle G-men trailing me, make faces at them.” The apparition puts its thumbs in its ears and sticks out its tongue. “But I spook easy.”

“You?”

The apparition nods.

“But I’m the one being spooked!”

“Scared?”

“Not really.”

“Okay, I stay, talk. Faggot Hoover thought he owned intelligence in Cuba. I stepped his toes. Broke them.” The apparition glances around the room. “L-like this room, chief. L-like Ketchum. My hideaway. Gets cold enough to make coyote howl off-key. Followed me here, bastards.”

“To this room?”

The apparition shrugs. “Had house. You see today.”

I nod.

“L-liked Glamour House best. When me leave Mayo, drive home, Ketchum, they are here, American Gestapo. In Christi’s. Watching me eat, l-l-last supper. I tell Mary, ‘See, they are here.’” The apparition shakes its head in disgust. “Didn’t believe, never did. Too many martinis. George goes to check…”

“George?”

“Dr. Saviers. Returns, says they’re just salesmen. Salesmen on Saturday night? No. Would never end. Fine supper, my l-last. New York steak, rare. Only way to eat meat. Favorite Cote du Rhone, chateau neuf du pape. I always said, day without wine, day without sunshine.” The apparition chuckles. “Some things never forget. L-last to l-leave, about eleven. No hurry.”