Just what the doctor ordered.

A drink that waited a month to go live—I could blame my procrastination on the wedding or Tales or any number of things but this cocktail—or more to the point, its namesake—is a bit intimidating to write about.

Generally I try to learn from my mistakes. Using all whole-wheat flour when making pancakes? Little bit like eating cardboard. Drinking anything of a color that resembles neon? Hangover. Taking on my sister at Dance Dance Revolution? Sweaty, pathetic failure. As a result, I don’t do these things anymore. Thus, when cruising through the Savoy [...]

I found this stashed in Esquire Drinks in the chapter on what to imbibe when you’re dealing with having had a bit too much. I didn’t realize this at the time, as I was looking for something to make with an open bottle of cava, so the hefty pour of whiskey didn’t seem strange to [...]

Of late, most of my cocktail forays are motivated by a strong desire to unwind. I was trolling for something that would hit the spot and hit on the Vieux Carré over at Drinkboy. This one is a classic that I’ve floated past a few times, mostly because I always lack one of the ingredients. [...]