Just a friendly reminder… Make sure you have enough stuff to weather the storm.
I’m calling everything I make a Heineken.
Don’t wear this. Pajama jeans. I can’t even begin to describe how horribly, horribly wrong this is. You’re a better person than this. I truly believe that about you.
On my way to perform for the fine folk at GQ and Bombay Sapphire. While i’m doing my thing for them, there’s an Appleton Estate Reserve rum-off happening at Drink. You should go there and support a fantastic crew of bartenders. I would invite you to mine, but i’ve already used my 5 invitations. Go, watch real bartenders make real drinks and have a good time. What else are you going to do on a Monday night?
This weekend I made a multitude of Mojitos and one Long Island Iced Tea. They didn’t get the memo.
Pusser’s rum. You know why, Pusser’s. If you don’t, Tumblr reader, check the link.
Georgi “vodka” I can’t. I just can’t. Bubble gum? Grape? What, no meat flavor? This makes real vodka cry. Shame on you for this, Georgi.
Hey, Grey Goose, I’ve got nothing against you, I pour you when people ask and don’t make fun of you. DON’T TRY TO CUT ME! You can try to pull that kamikaze crap on someone else, but I’m quick like a ninja. If you want to continue to be on my good side, you’d better send a bottle of Eagle Rare bourbon to my home with a gift cert to Craigie on Main and an apology for trying to give me a scar and an all expenses paid late night trip to the er. Not cool, Goose. Not cool at all.
Drink whatever you want, don’t let my impassioned pleas get in the way of your Rubinoff fueled “Night Court” marathon. I’m working, so I’m busy making things people should drink. I’ll be back to tell you how it is on Monday. Namaste, kids.