|Just down the road.|
If you need a drink to go, Ray's is the place.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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Tuesday, August 20, 2013
While some may wonder, “Does the world really need another flavored vodka?” no one answers this question quite so memorably as spirits writer and raconteur Jason Wilson does in Boozehound. (By the way, the short answer is no.) A unique blend of travelogue, spirits history, and recipe collection, Boozehound explores the origins of what we drink and the often surprising reasons behind our choices.
Boozehound: On the Trail of the Rare, the Obscure, and the Overrated in Spirits: Jason Wilson: 9781580082884: Amazon.com: Books
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Monday, August 12, 2013
“After the first glass of absinthe you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.”
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Fratelli Branca Distillerie claim that the recipe has remained unchanged since its invention in 1845. According to the company, Fernet was created by the "self-taught apothecary" Bernardino Branca.
The name "Fernet" comes from one Doctor Fernet, a fictional Swede with whom Branca originally shared the credit for his drink, presumably to add authority to claims of the drink's health benefits.
When it comes to Fernet Branca, it’s much ado about everything for this bitter, yet refreshing Italian digestif.
Popular in Italy for many years, this alpha amaro has obtained a cult like following in the US among bartenders and cocktail enthusiasts.
Ordering a shot of Fernet Branca is equivalent to doing a secret handshake with your bartender that proves that you’re part of the crew.
Friday, August 9, 2013
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
|Hangs at BoHenry's|
Papa Duke possessed a strong sense of justice, a trait he inherited from his father, Henry ERINGER, who emigrated from Poland to the United States in 1913 to escape Russian and Prussian oppression.
Henry opened a travel agency in lower Manhattan. As he watched the rise of Nazism in Germany, he wrote letters to friends and relatives in Poland begging them to leave. He even offered free transportation through his travel agency.
But they mostly remained, and perished at Auschwitz.
Perhaps overcome by his prophetic premonition, Henry suffered a heart attack and died, at age 58, three weeks after the start of World War II.
Papa Duke painted this David & Goliath message: Never be afraid to oppose oppression.
Monday, August 5, 2013
After the bar is closed to mere mortals, America’s literary greats come out to play.
Center stage, Hemingway tells a story about fishing off the coast of Cuba, a mojito on the bar set before him.
Hunter S. Thompson listens attentively, throwing back Wild Turkey, a splash of which will strike Charles Bukowski, as usual keeping to himself, sucking a bottle of beer.
Other side of Papa is Bukowski’s favorite writer, John Fante, in white crewneck; beside him, a smiling Jack Kerouac, clad in the old CPO jacket normally on display at the Beat Museum in North Beach, San Francisco.
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. signals for a Dewar’s & soda, and Edgar Allan Poe, sipping absinthe, morbidly observes his fellow scribes from down the bar.
Captured in portraits on high, perhaps awaiting space at the bar: John Steinbeck and F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Come feel the magic.