The Aging Bartender

My First Dishwashing Job

I followed an ad in the local paper. This place, The Windjammer, just up the street, was hiring a dishwasher for $5.25 an hour. $5.25 an hour! At my current job, counting cans and bottles at the redemption center, I made minimum wage, $4.25. This would be a huge upgrade and I wouldn’t have to…

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  • My First Dishwashing Job

    I followed an ad in the local paper. This place, The Windjammer, just up the street, was hiring a dishwasher for $5.25 an hour. $5.25 an hour! At my current job, counting cans and bottles at the redemption center, I made minimum wage, $4.25. This would be a huge upgrade and I wouldn’t have to…

  • New Cocktail: Guardian Angel

    Anyone reading this who currently lives in LA must be thinking about the little shake up we had last night. Over here, the damn dog started barking first, woke me up at 2 a.m., and seconds later our building wobbled around like a spastic slinky. More barking. Confusion. Other dogs on the street going wild.…

  • That Time I Worked at Red Lobster

    On summer vacation between my first and second year of college a good buddy of mine, Chad, told me to apply to a Red Lobster where he worked in the kitchen. “It’s pretty cool there,” he said. Desperate for beer money, I went in to speak to the general manager, this chickennecked guy named Will,…

  • Birth of the BBP

    The life of The Aging Bartender is not all glitz and glamour. The wise words of Yoda still ring true, “Adventure, excitement, a jedi craves not these things.” I suppose I could steal that for my benefit, twist it around a bit. How about, “Adventure, excitement, The Aging Bartender neither craves nor has the energy…

  • The Tiki Gods are Crazy

    Two middle aged women at the bar last night. Old friends who last saw each other six years ago. The first wanted tequila, the second, well, very undecided. The conversation went much like this. “This one, the Not Too Sweet, is it good?” “It’s ok if you like to drink vodka.” “I have no idea…

  • Bartender as Therapist

    “A good bartender is just a pharmacist with a limited inventory.” -Albert Einstein Regulars comes and go. It’s all part of it. People move, the menu changes, drinking habits disappear…there’s a multitude of reasons why people don’t come in to see anymore (you stop ordering their shitty liquor). I work in a neighborhood restaurant bar,…

  • Bar Hack: Prepping Cherimoya (and what to do with it afterward…)

    Good morning budding home bartenders and fellow intoxicologists. Are you clueless and would like to know how to prep a cherimoya? I’ve had these weird fruits on the brain for a bit. They’re around here for a little while, maybe a couple of weeks, maybe a month, and then they’ll be gone for another year.…

  • Gone Bamboo

    There’s a point in every bartender’s life when all the gin, whiskey, and agave spirits lose their luster. When every cocktail made with something other than a cane spirit is just a sweet and sour watery turd. “Gone bamboo” was an old fiction novel written by Anthony Bourdain, the term describes cooks and chefs who…

  • Farmers Market Loot: 1.18.23

    Instead of a day late and a dollar short I’m a day early and short much more than a dollar. I went into the maelstrom of the vaunted Santa Monica Farmer’s Market at 8:30 this morning. Yup. I’m an early riser. My son wakes up at 6:30 a.m. This morning, against my better judgement I…

  • When Bartenders Dream

    The sleeping hours are not always about mai tai specs, pristine white beaches, and flair competitions. No. When bartenders dream it’s most often about opening their own place. Why work hard for someone else and not yourself? Yeah. My own thoughts have turned there quite often. What the average punter doesn’t know is just how…

  • The Eight Bottle Bar

    Welcome weekend warriors. Strap in. You are about to experience a few mediocre paragraphs of free advice pertaining to your home bar program. Yeah. Almost no one is a professional bartender, so why should I expect any jackass that comes in to know the difference between rye and bourbon? I have just a sprinkle of…

  • Two Can Superman

    My advice to you: Don’t get old. Not even a little bit. Now that we have that out of the way, we can begin. I say this because once again the demons crept in on me at work last night. The little devils who whisper in my ear, “You can’t do this forever. How long…