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They're busy making drinks at Las Vegas' Tipsy Robot.
Three steps we can all take to avoid looking stupid when ordering at a bar.
The first rule of throwing a party is to actually enjoy the party. We've all been in your shoes--gotten a little over-ambitious, wanted to show off a little too much and impress the guests with made-to-order cocktails. Here's the thing: Guests will be more impressed if you have a made-ahead bar spread that frees you up to spend time with them. The secret is to make a signature big-batch, pre-mixed cocktail.
I enjoy good food, yummy cocktails, and delicious wine. I appreciate ambiance, comfort, and good service. Who doesn't? But what I absolutely love most of all are the real life stories of the people behind these experiences.
From the opening bell, I'm bullish on cheery bonhomie. Financials are rewarded, the tip jar stuffed with dollars. I spear
"Don't get me wrong, I am all for straw-tasting drinks to ensure all the ingredients are in there and that the temperature
To find out which draw the most industry ire, we asked some of the nation's most respected stirrers and shakers to tell us
Is your bartender a secret scientist experimenting with cocktails that foam, smoke and/or explode? Do you think he sneaks
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It's the most wonderful time of the year. No it isn't. Not for bartenders cleaning up the sprays of joviality.
Some people say there's no such thing as a stupid question, but those people have never been asked about the gluten content of a margarita. Bartenders field questions like this all the time. So sad.
He sweeps the bar. I wipe the tables. Then grab the padlocks, lock the doors and think, how did I end up here? We walk around the street market at 3 a.m., under the hum of lampposts, thinking about what to do next. We share a flask of whisky.
A long trail follows curious Steven, long sheets of bad luck. He's been in many a sticky situation. He picked up a brown paper bag from the shade in the alley behind the dive. What's in here? he inquired. A used hypo-needle that pricked his finger, that's what.
You're not getting served... You're a loser. Working in a bar, an old man working in a bar. What, you couldn't get a real
I tell the doorman. I have a bad feeling about tonight. Soon, the twisted is spotted. His face barrels evil. This one with a mustache, most menacing.
MAC sweeps, I run the final glass wash cycle of the night, plunk the stools on the bar, check no one is dead on the balcony
Back at the bar, at the end of the day, MAC sweeps up the detritus of drinkers, puts down his broom and asks, What did you
Condoms on the bar floor everywhere. An Irish tourist is blowing them up like balloons, while his mate makes armpit farts and I think of James Joyce and how he liked to talk dirty about his wife's gas leaks.
Bartender's are a hardy breed, who, safe behind the polished mahogany, genuinely believe they are immune to anything the customer can throw at them, only to learn that we've been evolving.
"What bartenders geek out about takes years to trickle down to the consumer," says Brad Thomas Parsons, the author of Bitters: A Spirited History of a Classic Cure-All. Here, the best bartender-made secret ingredients to buy.