On a rainy November night in Le Marais, three drinks writers search for plus de convivialité. It could be the set-up for a bad joke, but as they find it immediately, I guess we’ll never know.
Category: Bar Reviews
It’s Tuesday night in Scales, Mayfair and an American voice intones, with a balance of solemnity and enthusiasm: “We gotta taste the goat.”
You could linger at the first bar in Alquímico, Cartagena, but that would only skim the surface of an extraordinary or even fabulous tale.
Discussion of the whiskies takes centre stage in the Springbank dram tent with origin stories telt over hip flasks and beneath the rain.
If the candy stores of the LES were clubhouses for the boys of 20th-century New York, perhaps Double Chicken Please is the modern equivalent.