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 . . .
Cutting back and moving forward
A few days ago an interesting article came through my inbox that I had to run through Google Translate. Last week, French health officials warned the people of France to cut back on their wine consumption.
New benchmarks for alcohol consumption:
Maximum of 10 glasses per week,
Maximum 2 glasses a day,
. . .
Bars are funny places he thought to himself as he strolled into one of his favorites. It was busier and louder than he liked, but that wouldn't dissuade him from a drink. He preferred a calm bar, and this one generally was, but he was earlier than usual.
A couple was paying at the end of the bar, and he knew the . . .
The buzzer sounded, and the game was over. To be honest, the game was over at half time, but nobody wanted to say it. He switched off the television and walked towards the kitchen. Passing the bedroom, he could see that she had already dozed off. He quietly closed the door.
It was past his bedtime, but it isn't every . . .
You can get a bittered sling at any bar in town
Most of the cocktails I make are incorrect in terms of bartending books, the mixologists at the snooty bar down the street, and the social media glamour bar coalition of Instagram. There are lots of opinionated drinkers out there with strong drinking beliefs. It seems that everything has a specific way to do it down to making simple . . .
I'll have a #nofilter martini with a twist
I recently read Cal Newport's new book, Digital Minimalism, and loved it. It reaffirmed some ideas I have tried to incorporate into my life over the last few years of social media mania. His explanations on why people are posting and waiting for likes, thumbs ups, and comments and how those things correlate to the apps that are . . .
What do you want out of an Old Fashioned?
A few years ago I wrote a Medium post called The Old Fashioned Bell Curve. For those of you who didn't read it, the premise was pretty simple: Make the drink as strong as possible and let it dilute over ice until it hits the apogee of the curve - or as I call it, the best part.
Since I wrote the article, if I was making . . .