Log Date

A whiskey adventure for you and me.

  1. Still frame

    newyorker:

Cartoon of the day. For more cartoons from this week’s issue: http://nyr.kr/GTbsEy

    newyorker:

    Cartoon of the day. For more cartoons from this week’s issue: http://nyr.kr/GTbsEy

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  2. Quote of the night

    As soon as I enter the door of a tavern, I experience oblivion of care, and a freedom from solicitude. There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.

    — Samuel Johnson

  3. Writing on the coaster

    Ode to Oakland

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    “We really ought have moved to Oakland,” I admit to my roommate.

    Our bartender sort of nods, sort of frowns, contemplates this. ”Yeah. Something’s happening here.” 

    I know I’m intoxicated by potentially fleeting charms, but certainly, that’s a feeling I’m accustomed to by now. This night, it’s unseasonably warm. We spent the day in Berkeley: some yoga, some Brazilian food truck snacks, some cheap paperbacks. We divvy up a bottle of champagne alongside Lake Merritt, recaffeinate, and wander over to Art Murmur, Oakland’s version of an art walk that sees several city blocks along Telegraph Ave cordoned off. Oakland has baited us, charmed us, even endeared us. 

    Oakland offers the community that San Francisco seems to lack, at rental prices that thankfully (thus far) fail to meet the city’s absurd norms. “Uptown” is the face of the emerging Oakland, come what may. And what would those sparse, white-walled galleries and fair trade, fresh-roasted coffeehouses be without the small plate, craft cocktail restaurants to surround them? 

    Duende, tucked away across from Fox Theater, fulfills that role, almost comically if it wasn’t so damn cozy. It’s all there: the Basque designation (“Cocina de la Claridad y la Oscuridad”), the local sourcing, the vaguely exotic dishes (and a hamburguesa), the inflated pricing. That will all soon drift away, though, as you settle in, take it for what it is. It’s a lofty, beautiful space with impeccable murals. Take a date. Try the rye drink. Take a few friends before a show across the road. Order a half-dozen of the small batch American whiskies between you. You’re in Oakland, California. A few drinks in, you’ll need reminding. 

    It can’t be ignored: “duende” refers to the soul. It’s a strangely wonderful, dark concept that doesn’t easily translate. You could lose a day exploring it. But simply put, the Larousse Spanish-English dictionary provides a description for “tener duende”: to have a certain magic. To that, goodnight Oakland, good night. 

  4. Writing on the coaster

    Bourbon accolade of the week: Holocene’s Perfectdark Manhattan

    There are some damn good bourbon concoctions being conjured up in the minds of whiskey drinkers these days. Our first Bourbon Accolade goes out to a bar in Portland this week, for taking the trend of infusion and crafting a Manhattan that quickly and quietly eclipsed its predecessors. 

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    Simply put, they created a vanilla Manhattan. It’s moody and mellow and fits the gloomy yet intermittently sweet city of Portland well. They infused a bottle of Old Overholt rye, and anticipate a Book of Bourbon batch of vanilla bourbon soon enough. 

    The Perfectdark Manhattan

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    Old Overholt rye infused with vanilla bean & citrus peel 

    50/50 Punt E Mes & Cinzano Rosso 

    Reagan’s orange bitters 

  5. Still frame

    yanktonirishred:

So much bourbon, so little time

    yanktonirishred:

    So much bourbon, so little time