The holidays bring out the amateurs
It was last year or maybe the year before, or even the year before that. It doesn’t really matter because this sort of thing happens every…
It was last year or maybe the year before, or even the year before that. It doesn’t really matter because this sort of thing happens every…
“The weather outside is frightful, but inside it is so delightful,” goes the old Christmas song. But ask anyone who works inside the week leading up…
“Bonjour,” said one of the three waiters hanging around the front door. Two were paying attention and the other one was smoking. The world over, there…
“Sank Roo Doe Noo,” is what I was looking for. Anyone up on bar lore will certainly recognize the phonetic spelling for the address of Harry’s…
Odds are that if you’ve ever had pasta in an Italian restaurant in San Rafael, Ezequiel Guzman has cooked it. The 48-year-old cook has been at…
“I can’t do that,” said the woman in the corner booth loud enough for everyone in the little bar to hear. “I’m a good girl.” The…
The two men approached the bar and sat down. One rubbed his hands together vigorously as if warming them. “Do you have any Pappy Van Winkle?”…
The Classic Cat on Sunset Strip was a favorite haunt of celebrities.
“Hey!” said the man waving his hand in my face as I leaned over to garnish two drinks. “Just a second,” I said, trying to look…
I won’t say that they didn’t fit in because in a bar everybody fits in somewhere. Isn’t that the very nature of the hospitality industry? Having…