Innocent looking, isn't it?
There are almost as many varieties of bartenders as there are spirits. There are the ones who have an encyclopedic knowledge of booze and a patient bedside manner, and there are the ones who trade in insults and surliness to deflect questions from the likes of me. Luckily, Tess at Annie’s Social Club falls into the former category. He looked upon me with kindness from behind poodle pink shades as I peppered him with queries. “What’s Drambuie?” “What’s a Rusty Nail?” and “What’s Campari?” which lead to the fateful question, “What’s a Negroni?”
