They may not mean to be a pain, but…

She sat down at the bar just like 10,000 customers before her. After looking around for a few moments, she spoke. “Do you think I could…

Opposites attract until they don’t

They could have easily been a modern-day Romeo and Juliet. Two star-crossed lovers from opposite sides of the tracks; him replete in stocking cap, high tops…

Sometimes the devil really is in the details

“I’ll have a chilled Hangar One, up, no garnish,” I said before taking my seat at the midtown bar. I was minding my own business; having…

No saving grace when saving seats

The couple walked into the empty bar and looked around. They walked to one end and then to the other. They sat by the TV, then…

When old and antique collide with what’s hip

“I’ll have one of those Moscow Mule things,” the grandmother of the little clan said. I chuckled inwardly. A friend once said, “Once your grandmother knows…

Sometimes the best comes from the least likely source

There are times when one sets out on a journey to a bar, and there are times when one simply ends up at one. This night…

‘I don’t mean to complain’ deciphered

Every restaurant will get a complaint letter eventually. In these days of Yelp and online forums one might think that the complaint letter is a thing…

It’s a birthday, happy or not

I do so love birthdays, any life celebration in fact. Making drinks has its own rewards to be sure, being good at one’s craft and all…

Barfly quoted in SF Examiner!

http://www.sfexaminer.com/sanfrancisco/discovering-the-martinis-bay-area-roots/Content?oid=2918259

Remembering Robin Williams

I didn’t know Robin Williams. Sure I’d met him a couple of times, waited on him a dozen or so, saw him perform locally and ran…