Floridita
M: We cue for churros as two girls from Ontario speak to us in English. “Where are you from?” they ask. “New York.” “You got here with your American passports?” […]
M: We cue for churros as two girls from Ontario speak to us in English. “Where are you from?” they ask. “New York.” “You got here with your American passports?” […]
M: “Hi,” two very tall men emerge from a building that looks bustling, modern. “You were on our plane.” Some casual chit chat lets us know their trip is the same […]
M: Our AirBnb host greets us, “Español?” “No,” Lizzie says. The woman turns to me, “Español?” “No,” I say. She groans. “Un poquito, per mi Español es muy mal,” I […]
Ivy hangs in the windows, filtering the light from the chilly winter sky. Stepping into the restaurant on a Friday greets me with a fully sat interior. It is small […]
Savannah, GA “Where to get a cocktail at 4pm?” I text my best friend from home. “Be sure to go to the Artillery,” she says. It’s the Friday before Christmas. […]
I find myself in Cobble Hill just shy of happy hour. Clover Club has been on my list for ages, based only on its reputation as one of the best […]
It is a pit-stop on the way home, the night-cap neither of us really need. “Here,” Lizzie texts. “Diego is really excited.” Sel Rrose has become a staple with a […]
“Anywhere in mind?” Lizzie texted. “Bar Goto has been on my list,” I reply. A note has hung in my office saying the bar’s name for some time. It was […]
E: We’d heard the stories, from a chef who’s business partner had beaten up the bouncer, to the numerous people who’d said their cocktails were great. When Michelle suggested we […]
“It’s a Baijiu bar,” was the recommendation. “Have you had Baijiu before?” I arrive first and wait patiently, taking in the room. It smells like sage. The question comes from […]