I bought a bunch of these for Angel last week and they finally ripened. They’re weird and less of a pain in the ass than the dreaded but delicious cherimoya and they also have this weird quality that make you sort of slightly groggy, a little sleepy, a bit like red wine or hearing someone…


I bought a bunch of these for Angel last week and they finally ripened. They’re weird and less of a pain in the ass than the dreaded but delicious cherimoya and they also have this weird quality that make you sort of slightly groggy, a little sleepy, a bit like red wine or hearing someone…
Before I started at Rustic my foray into the annals of cocktaildom was confined to a few good classics like the Salty Dog (gin), a dry gin martini, a Tom Collins, and every so often, a really shitty Cosmopolitan. Forget even something as simple and delicious as an old fashioned. The places I worked still…
Our apartment building exists within the borders of three very different neighborhoods. Hancock Park to the south, Hollywood to the north, and Larchmont to the southeast. One of my favorite things to do is wake up early and go walk to buy a coffee. I have many options here, especially toward Larchmont where there’s at…
If you’re like me, you like, no love, the flavor of the habanero, but the burn can be a little too much for your Northeasternly suburb rooted sensibilities. Yeah, I look forward to the singe, the blaze, the smolder, the lips afire, but something really happens to my white bread physiognomy when I go too…
Someone on the grams, Zuffenhausen Syndikat, (@zuffenhausen.syndikat) this crazy German page with souped up Porsches, requested the entirety of the specs and recipes for this cocktail. It’s a doozy, but here goes…Hopefully they don’t drink and drive…Hmmm…Now I’m thinking about all sorts of funny things for cocktail names like Autobahn, but not the German road…
It’s a goodie. We’re at the beginning of passionfruit season and everything old is new again. There’s something tremendous about the combination of passionfruit, gin, absinthe, and champagne. Not exactly Led Zeppelin but more like Pink Floyd during the Gilmour/Waters era with a raging brook nearby. We did something similar with plum and other ingredients…
There was a mistake and Chef had a bunch of blackberries…And when I mean a bunch, it was a fuck ton…Some sort of alteration concerning the beets and berries dish, a switch, and a misorder. At any rate, piles of blackberries. We had to do something with them so they didn’t go to waste. I’ve…
As per the name, think of this one as a counterfeit or poor person’s Naked and Famous, the semi-famous cocktail created by the one and only Joaquín Simó down in New York’s Death & Co. back in the day. It uses almost none of the ingredients but still contains the quaffable weirdness of the original.…