The Mezcal Paloma from Deep Ellum in Waltham, MA (and a rye and rocks). For the purposes of posterity, our bartender, Al, goes with a 4:1:1 ratio of Mezcal Espadin (my request, otherwise he will give you tequila) to grapefruit juice to lime juice and a pinch of kosher salt. 2 oz. of spirit per serving. Stir, put over ice in a highball glass. And then float Jarritos grapefruit soda over.
This is the perfect antidote to a 90F and high humidity afternoon!
Stressful work week calls for a double.
Scofflaw - bourbon, grenadine, dry vermouth, lemon juice and orange bitters.
oooooo. I know that’s good!
A Fog Cutter from Smuggler’s Cove in San Francisco on a Sunday.
Water. Lots of water. It’s hot here!
Iced Passion Tea Lemonade
50/50 martini with Junipero gin, at a book reading/talk sponsored by Hotalings.
A Singapore Sling. Now I’ve got a bottle of Cherry Heering on the bar cart.
After six weeks of daily hospital out-patient appointments the first thing I did yesterday when the course of treatment finished was to make myself a cappuccino with my Italian coffee maker. Ah the nectar of the gods. And in 20 mintues time I will be firing the machine up again to make the same today. But there is an open bottle of 12-year old (when puchased) Laphroaig siingle malt whisky in the cupboard.
Hang in there!
My first illegal cocktail in a bar. I’m sure they skipped the alcohol because we drank a ton of them that one evening with no buzz. That was 49 years ago and I’ve not had one since.
A couple of drinks at the Dawn Club in San Francisco.
Wally Rose
Walnut Michter’s Bourbon, Averna, Creme de Moka
Grasshopper
Creme de Menthe, Creme de Cacao, Mr. Black Espresso, Mint Cream, Abuelita Chocolate
As an aside these were the most expensive drinks I’ve had outside of London. $24 for the Wally Rose and $20 for the Grasshopper. Damned inflation, etc. Maybe paying for the (quite good) live music too.
Of course, unless you paid a cover charge to enter.
Cherry Heering was the first alcohol I ever had. It was served to me at my cousin’s bar mitzvah reception. I was 12.
In the cocktail lounge I used to frequent many years ago, there was a drink called Smoldering Boulders. It was Cherry Heering over ice. I bought a bottle not long ago for some cocktail, but I can’t remember what it was.
A Navy Grog at Smuggler’s Cove in San Francisco
Pimms No. 1 with seltzer, because I didn’t feel like having the extra calories from the ginger beer.
A Vesper. 3 oz gin, 1oz vodka, 0.5oz Cocchi Americano. Shaken not stirred. Lemon twist.
This is a big drink!
4 1/2 oz. of alcohol would knock me flat on my butt. 
True Citrus, raspberry flavored drink mix. Sometimes plain old water needs a little help. I have the packets in lemon, lime, peach strawberry and raspberry. I haven’t found the orange flavor yet.
