So last night I went out to dinner with a friend for some sushi and we also went to Soprano's Piano bar for a drink and to check out the new piano player. My rare night off so I wanted to make the most of it.
The piano player was awesome. A kid (dont ask me why a kid was there) sang "Beyonce - Crazy in Love" and "Black Eyed Peas - Hey Mama" with the piano player's new Kareoke Program. It was deafening but funny all the same. After the Piano Player, who's name escapes me, sang some Heart. I made it an early night, but not before a cocktail.
My friend Maurice is the head bartender there and I decided to try his newest cocktail. I am by no means a Gin drinker, but he made me a cocktail with the following:
Gin
Lychee Liquer
Sweet & Sour Mix
Fresh Lemon
Tonic water
I must say, it was quite tasty. You can taste that it is in fact gin (in this case he used Bombay Sapphire) but the Lychee Liquer really was a nice subtle touch. I've had a Lychee Martini a few times at Bamboo Bernies where they use Lychee juice, and wasnt very fond of it, but this was nice. I came home to find I had a lychee liquer bottle from DeKuyper, and a bottle of Beefeater, so I will try it myself.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Alcohol saves the economy
In a time when the recession is causing so much drama, I have never seen a bar as full as I do now. And rightfully so. Everybody is so worried about their money right now that they drink it away, literally.
The other day a bunch of "Jehovas Witnesses" came into the bar and were yelling in the bar, before security could cart them back to their pearly white gates, that we shouldnt drink, it will kill our livers. We are killing our body and we should not support the liquor industry.
And then I got to thinking as I started to drink....
Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.
We cant be selfish now, can we?
And then I get jealous of those Jehova's Witnesses. I wish I could hear those voices too. Might be able to get them to drink.
The other day a bunch of "Jehovas Witnesses" came into the bar and were yelling in the bar, before security could cart them back to their pearly white gates, that we shouldnt drink, it will kill our livers. We are killing our body and we should not support the liquor industry.
And then I got to thinking as I started to drink....
Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.
We cant be selfish now, can we?
And then I get jealous of those Jehova's Witnesses. I wish I could hear those voices too. Might be able to get them to drink.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Patience is not my virtue
Hello all,
Its 4 am and just came back from work.
Tonight was one of those nights were it is proven to me that I dont have patience for people that waste my time. ESPECIALLY when the music is blasting soo loud that my ears are still vibrating.
Friday, block party night. Loud music, lots of people, lots of LOCAL people, meaning lots of cheap and difficult people.
I have a word of advice, if you can spend a minute YELLING at the top of your lungs to get my attention, please have the decency to already know what the fuck you want to drink. Dont start to contemplate after you throw ice at me and call me a bitch to come over.
And PLEASE, PLEASE, have your money READY once I give you the drink. You've wasted both my time and your own time.
I come from an island where Hennessy and redbull rule the world. I'll be dreaming of Hennessy tonight.
I did have some comedic relief though. Two of the most overweight people I have ever seen, violently bumping and grinding into each other, knocking over one of the speakers. It made me forget all the bullshit and put a smile on my face.
On a brighter note, I think i am giving up VCR's (Vodka, cranberry redbull) for a while. Keeps me up.
This was the bitchy rant of the friday night.
Cheers bitches :)
Stef
Its 4 am and just came back from work.
Tonight was one of those nights were it is proven to me that I dont have patience for people that waste my time. ESPECIALLY when the music is blasting soo loud that my ears are still vibrating.
Friday, block party night. Loud music, lots of people, lots of LOCAL people, meaning lots of cheap and difficult people.
I have a word of advice, if you can spend a minute YELLING at the top of your lungs to get my attention, please have the decency to already know what the fuck you want to drink. Dont start to contemplate after you throw ice at me and call me a bitch to come over.
And PLEASE, PLEASE, have your money READY once I give you the drink. You've wasted both my time and your own time.
I come from an island where Hennessy and redbull rule the world. I'll be dreaming of Hennessy tonight.
I did have some comedic relief though. Two of the most overweight people I have ever seen, violently bumping and grinding into each other, knocking over one of the speakers. It made me forget all the bullshit and put a smile on my face.
On a brighter note, I think i am giving up VCR's (Vodka, cranberry redbull) for a while. Keeps me up.
This was the bitchy rant of the friday night.
Cheers bitches :)
Stef
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Happy Hour begins.....
Hello All,
So I have finally given into the pressures of the World Wide Web and decided to combine my two loves; Bartending & Writing. And the end result: BLOGGING!
So lets start with a little introduction:
My name is Stephanie and I am a bartender that lives and works on an island in the Caribbean.
I have been in the restaurant/bar/alcohol industry for the past 6 years and hope to be for a few more decades. In this time I have experienced my fair share of humorous, irritating and downright idiotic moments. These experiences have garnered great laughs and that have entertained own bartending buddies after work over our own round of drinks and shots until the wee hours of the morning.
I will be using this blog to humour you guys as well, and also to vent about the not-so-pleasant moments of my job. Naturally this blog will also be used to post jokes, cocktail recipes, and tips for the wannabe bartender and all the other hoopla that comes with the job.
So sit back, grab a martini and brace yourself for the insanity that is about to ensue.
Sincerely,
Your bitchy bartender of the hour,
Stef
So I have finally given into the pressures of the World Wide Web and decided to combine my two loves; Bartending & Writing. And the end result: BLOGGING!
So lets start with a little introduction:
My name is Stephanie and I am a bartender that lives and works on an island in the Caribbean.
I have been in the restaurant/bar/alcohol industry for the past 6 years and hope to be for a few more decades. In this time I have experienced my fair share of humorous, irritating and downright idiotic moments. These experiences have garnered great laughs and that have entertained own bartending buddies after work over our own round of drinks and shots until the wee hours of the morning.
I will be using this blog to humour you guys as well, and also to vent about the not-so-pleasant moments of my job. Naturally this blog will also be used to post jokes, cocktail recipes, and tips for the wannabe bartender and all the other hoopla that comes with the job.
So sit back, grab a martini and brace yourself for the insanity that is about to ensue.
Sincerely,
Your bitchy bartender of the hour,
Stef
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