Dear Lost
Souls,
As we tread
ever closer to the solstice, the zenith of the sun’s daily arc continues to diminish.
And as the chill in the air deepens, the season of the Martini (vodka or gin)
gives way to the darker souls of the alchemical pantheon. Bourbon is the flavor
of Christmas in New Orleans, Scotch is the aquavitae that will guide you home through the
darkness of an Edinburgh winter, and Irish whiskey . . . well, that’s what God invented
to keep the Irish from conquering the world!
The season of
the sour mash is filled with the rich aromas of malted barley and malted rye, beckoning
us to wander through the permutational avenues of the Manhattan, the Old Fashioned,
the Sour, and the Rob Roy. Whether you like it sweet or
sour, peaty or salty, up, down, on the rocks or neat . . . Irish, Scotch, or from
south of the Mason Dixon, whiskey is the drink of the season. Come help us tip
our goblets to celebrate the close of the fiscal fourth quarter
(non-denominationally speaking) . . . or Christmas . . . or Hanukkah . . . or Honokaa . . . or
Kwanzaa . . . or, or, or . . . simply the culmination of another week in the
greatest place on earth.
Yes my
thirsty Haberdites, Cocktail Hour is on for this Friday evening. You are
invited to join us beneath the collective shade of low expectations to make
wishes on electric starlight and share the warm cheer of the season. Cocktails
will be served at 7.30pm. Please feel free to stop by for a quickie en route to
your primary venue . . . or to linger indefinitely.
Yours,
The Cabana
Boys
The
Haberdashery
2124 5th
Street
Berkeley,
CA 94710
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