The whisky sour is frequently poo-pooed by mixologists, but never by bartenders. I think it is high time to bring it back. Suited for mornings as well as afternoons, it’s an exquisite choice if you care to indulge in some early daylight drinking. When you manage to get the proportions just right, the trick to all drinks, it truly becomes more than the sum of its parts, a happy liquid escapade for your mouth. Think good Canadian whisky or rye, lime juice, sugar and in complete defiance of death, an egg white. That’s right, raw egg white. I find it amusing that some people treat using egg whites in a cocktail as the equivalent of playing Russian roulette. I have no such fear. Bring. It. On. As per usual I’m not claiming this recipe is either a canonical or original version, but just try it, I’ll wager you’ll like it. A lot.Read more
As the news of Leonard Cohen’s passing washed over, familiar feelings came with it. The truth is that death comes. He passes away a few months after his muse Marianne and a few weeks after the release of his latest album. Shades of Bowie almost. We should be so lucky.Read more
The octopus, a very smart and also very tasty animal. Sucks being you buddy.
I’m not a chef by any stretch of the imagination, but I like to think I can hold my own in a kitchen. Though instances of guests puking in their mouths have thankfully been nonexistent (or unreported), there have been a few resounding fails in my culinary cavalcade, twice with octopus. I’m talking results out of a lovecraftian nightmare, stuff that no one dared to put in their mouth. Not even the ravens would touch it.Read more
All hallow’s eve is just around the corner and yes, it’s a wonderful time of the year.
I don’t know about you, but I have always been a huge fan of Halloween. It is the only communal holiday that has survived, the ritual calendar used to be peppered with them, and even if it has been commercialized (what hasn’t?), it still retains a strong whiff of otherness from mundane time. As it should be. Exactly as it should be.Read more
First edition of the Diving and Chillin’ hot sauce.
Please note that the butt hole burning properties of hot sauce are, in my experience at least, a complete myth, but it makes for a catchy title. The same, however, cannot be said about stomachs, more than once, including with this batch, I’ve had the unpleasant burning coals in my belly sensation. That being said I keep on going back for more. Not the sharpest tool in the shed, eh?Read more
Scuba diving, quality cocktails, taking it easy and other treasure maps.
