New York Press’ Gut Instinct: Bottle Service
One day, this may be me. Photo: Flickr/Ryan Van Eng As a prolific beer drinker with a minor Diet Coke addiction, I leave behind vast clinking, crumpled sums of empty cans and bottles every week. Given...
View ArticleNew York Press’ Gut Instinct: Pony Up for Dinner
In my checkered history of inappropriate utterances, this assemblage of nouns and verbs seemed positively innocuous: “Hon, I’m going to the racetrack today,” I told my girlfriend. She pursed her lips,...
View ArticleNew York Press’ Gut Instinct: No Worms Allowed
Worms! The first time I drank mezcal almost doubled as the last. It was the summer of 1999, and I was on a foolhardy road trip to Mexico with my best bud, Andrew; pal Jesse; and ex-girlfriend Lindsay....
View ArticleNew York Press’ Gut Instinct: Use Your Infusion
“We need to have a party for Sammy,” my fiancée told me, stroking our mutt’s disconcertingly soft fur. “Uh, why?” I love our dog as much as a man can, within the strict parameters of the law. But...
View ArticleHit Me With Your Worst Shot
That’s a pickled human toe from Canada’s Sourdough Saloon. You drink whiskey. With the toe. In a drink called the Sourtoe Cocktail. With more than a decade of professional drinking under my belt (and a...
View ArticleBeer and a Shot, Via the Netherlands
You know you want a little headbutt. Photo: Lucas Bols The other night, after drinking far too much beer during my latest homebrew tour, I decided that I needed a little headbutt. I poured myself a...
View ArticleChinese Bai Jiu Can Make a Man Cry
Over on Food Republic today, I pen tale of my time spent drunkenly in China. At a diplomatic dinner, the host heard that I was a spirits and beer journalist. Thus, he demanded I knock back shot after...
View ArticlePenthouse: Rum for Your Money
A few months back, I traveled to Panama to explore the pleasures of Panamanian rum—and, well, step on the foot of the vice president of Panama (not one of the prouder moments in my long, lubricated...
View ArticleWill and Dave Willis Are Bully for Booze
In my latest Food Republic column, I train my swollen liver’s attention on Bully Boy Distillers, a brotherly duo out of Boston who are reviving the city’s spirits heritage. A century earlier, Boston...
View ArticleWhen Beer Met Whiskey
Though the book tour has been utter madness, I’ve still been able to eke out a few minutes here and there to pen stories such as this doozy in the latest Imbibe. At its core, whiskey is basically...
View ArticleWhiskey, It’s Time You Met Beer
It starts life as beer! Sort of. Credit: A Decadent Existence Whiskey and beer have long embraced a special kinship. At bars, a bolt of the brown stuff is often served with a cool can of beer, a...
View ArticleThe Rye Stuff
This story was originally published in Penthouse. Go on, the link is safe for work! For much of the past century, rye whis key has been the redheaded stepchild of America’s brown-spirits clan, as...
View ArticleThe World’s Best New Gins
When I was wee drunk, my preferred mixed drink was a gin and tonic. Bracing and refreshing, I spent much of my early 20s buzzed on cheap gin and tonics bought at my favorite New York dive bars. (Hey, a...
View ArticleNew York Press’ Gut Instinct: Bottle Service
One day, this may be me. Photo: Flickr/Ryan Van Eng As a prolific beer drinker with a minor Diet Coke addiction, I leave behind vast clinking, crumpled sums of empty cans and bottles every week. Given...
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