Let’s belly up to the bar (careful not to kick over the spittoon), and order a Cowboy Cocktail . . .
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Let’s belly up to the bar (careful not to kick over the spittoon), and order a Cowboy Cocktail . . .
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Here’s a very nice article from LAist (with some cool pictures) about the rebirth of The Rhythm Room, an old downtown LA speakeasy.
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There is so much to love about this ad — not the least of which is the fact that the Fenway Hall Hotel has determined that a beer and sandwich shop is the perfect thematic fit to their “Streets of Paris” motif.
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Crème Yvette is the bee’s knees. The cat’s meow. The cream in my coffee. The liqueur in my cocktail.
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Creme Yvette was first produced in 1890.
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This drink really is called a Porto Rico. That’s not a typo, or a quirk of the mixology lexicon.
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In the interests of clarity (and for new readers of this blog) this isn’t MY own cocktail. It’s my Great Great Uncle’s from The Mixing Master, his c. 1933 unpublished mixing guide.
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Bitters were originally developed as “tonics” — aka patent medicines.
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The problem with this cocktail — or the advantage of it, depending on your viewpoint — is that it’s very easy to drink.
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This ad is from the November 26, 1932 issue of the rather unimaginatively named “Cleveland Office Worker” magazine.
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