Our most recent visit to Seven Grand was last Friday, where Wes and I and the two friends we brought had a Harvard Cocktail, a Rittenhouse Old Fashioned, a Ramos Gin Fizz, a Pegu Club, a Last Word and a Brock & Co. (house special named for the historic building - Bourbon, ginger-honey syrup, lemon juice, splash of orange juice and a big slice of ginger as garnish … yum!)

Marcos spent quite a while tinkering with the Harvard before serving it too — “Damn thing wouldn’t balance!” The Cognac was Remy Martin, the vermouth was Carpano Antica.

The Harvard was Wes’ surprise starter that evening, as this is the only bar (so far) where we’re willing to ask to be surprised by the bartender’s choice. Whatever it is, it’s always wonderful.

You can see why we love this bar so much.

Happy New Year, cutie!

Happy New Year, Jeffrey. I suppose you’re off to deal with all the amateur drunks that fall into the bar tonight.

I also hear you’re going to have to revise some of the content on the blog. Something about a change of venue?

Getting “very little sleep on the plane” means, as any bartender reading this thread will tell you, that I worked a 13-hour shift behind the bar, came home at 4 in the morning, and then packed, showered, and drove to the airport.

So, Beaumont, I realize that this is nothing compared to the horror of having to drink a beer after a six-hour flight, but I feel it comes close.

Happy New Year, peoples!

Try flying Toronto-Milan via Frankfurt and immediately upon arrival being placed at the mercy of celebrated Italian beer legend/eccentric/lunatic Lorenzo Dabove. Then, my friend, you can complain about “very little sleep.”

Happy New Year, Jeffrey. May our paths finally cross on ‘08!

All the best to you in the New Year - and we are so getting drunk together at some point in ‘08!