The Holy Trinity
Apologies if I’ve posted this already, I can’t remember, but I’m pretty sure I haven’t. Oh, and pre-apologies to any religious nuts that will take offense…Actually, no, I take it back, be offended. It’s your choice. Listen now, I’m not talking about the father, son, and holy spirit of ancient myths, nor am I speaking…
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Awkward Situations
Behind the bar, I’ve been privy to many awkward situations, including being threatened with death, having three guys waiting outside to beat the shit out of me, and I’ve even been mooned. Aside from the occasional viewing of butt cheeks, and potential violence, however, there’s usually only one or two general scenarios that occur: 1.…
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Show Me Your Junk Drawer
For the first time in several years, I’m feeling a bit blocked and need a break. Writing this blog everyday ain’t easy, freaks. In the past several years, since June of 2020, I’ve exclusively worked on novels, so this is all new. Also, I missed a post yesterday. Ugh. Mother’s Day was hectic. I’ve got…
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N.E.C.I. Commons: Part Three
Read Part Two here. I ended up meeting a girl. K was a blonde with short hair and big brown eyes. One of those eyes, the left one, had a mind of its own. Behind my back, my friends called her “Tangle Eye,” but I thought the quirk was beautiful. She also had a birthmark…
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N.E.C.I. Commons: Part Two
Read Part One here. Word spread like wildfire after the pastry class incident. Nope, I wasn’t a “real chef” just some hired schlub. Within one day, the students stopped calling me chef, and also stopped asking permission to “borrow” items from my station, the pizza oven. This was a gas powered job, not as nice…
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N.E.C.I. Commons: Part One
When I returned from Florida, I moved in with my father and stepmother. Back in my old childhood room, my childhood bed. The first night sleeping there, I gazed up at the ceiling and felt the dual twinge of depression and comfort. Opposing emotions battling for dominance over my psyche. On the one hand, it…
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New Cocktail: Sherry Garcia
Sometimes I experience delusions of grandeur. The psychologists call this “positive fantasy.” I like to also call it “Destined for Greatness” where I think about something to such a degree that it seems real before any of the actual work is complete. This used to happen to me in the early days when I first…
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Does Eating and Drinking Seasonally Really Matter?
This has been in my thoughts a whole lot lately, the seasonal bar ethos…Using as much of the ingredients as possible, remaining organic despite the cost, trying not to throw out the scraps (sorry to those who call it trim, don’t like that term), going to the farmer’s market, yada, yada, blah, blah, blah. What…
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Heat and Really Awesome Chicken
“Don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner.” They don’t make ’em like that anymore. The really good cops and robbers movies are pretty few and far between these days. Heat is almost 30 years old.…
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Cherries!
Finally, something different. Yes, yes, yakity yak about the lame green almonds all you want but I’ll be honest, they’re a little gross. Why is it ok to eat a green almond but not veal? Anyway, the cherries have landed. The true symbol of spring. I went through a half flat yesterday like butter in…
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Eating and Drinking with the Seasons
Just a couple of random chumps at the bar last night…Or so I thought…I was speaking with a couple of regulars I hadn’t seen in almost a year, just flapping my gums as usual about how most restaurants and their bars don’t follow along with the seasons, which to me is a little puzzling considering…
The Aging Bartender 