Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

Washington my Home.

Washington my home

wherever I may roam

you are my land

my native land

Washington my home

your verdant forests green

caressed by silvery streams

with nests of pines and brandied wines

Washington my home



there's a peace you feel and understand

in this our own beloved land

we'll greet the day with head held high

and forward ever is our cry



we'll happy ever be

as people always free

for you and me a destiny

Washington my home

God was missing for six days. Eventually, Michael, the archangel, found him, resting on the seventh day. He inquired of God. “Where have you been?” God sighed a deep sigh of satisfaction, and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds, “Look, Michael. Look what I’ve made.”

Archangel Michael looked puzzled, and said, “What is it?”

“It’s a planet,” replied God, “and I’ve put Life on it. I’m going to call it Earth and it’s going to be a great place of balance.”

“Balance?” inquired Michael, still confused.

God explained, pointing to different parts of the Earth. “For example, Northern Europe will be a place of great opportunity and wealth, while Southern Europe is going to be poor. Over there I’ve placed a continent of white people, and over there is a continent of black people. Balance in all things,”

God continued pointing to different countries. “This one will be extremely hot, while this one will be very cold and covered in ice.”

The Archangel, impressed by God’s work, then pointed to a land area and said, “What’s that one?”

“Ah,” said God “That’s Washington State, the most glorious place on Earth. There are beautiful mountains, rivers and streams, lakes, forests, hills, plains, and coulees. The people from Washington State are going to be handsome, modest, intelligent, and humorous, and they are going to be found traveling the world. They will be extremely sociable, hardworking, high achieving, and they will be known throughout the world as diplomats, and carriers of peace.”

Michael gasped in wonder and admiration, but then proclaimed, “What about balance, God? You said there would be balance.”

God smiled, “There is another Washington… wait until you see the idiots I put there.”

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Friday, April 2, 2010

file Under Anecdotes pt. 20. The end.

So I was intrigued last February as I was reading Erik Ellestads' writings on the Sazerac. 28 days in a row is an amazing feat and he gets golfclaps from the peanut gallery.

I decided to try my best to write every time I worked a shift. There were a few days I missed, and once again I overworked myself out of a job. Its a little weird now so I've just been avoiding that block entirely. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. I'll be fully on board at Vessel come mid April, not sure which days just yet.

I am also planning on finally starting my own company. Bottles in Arms.



Monday, March 29, 2010

file Under Anecdotes pt. 19.

I figured it out.

Unfortunately I am no longer employed by the SLMC. I just got back from Portland and Unfortunately My former rockstar energy drinking boss was informed of a bartender seen drinking after hours. My exboss is very hardlined alongside the wonderful business he runs better than anything I've ever been a part of. He and Will are primarily responsible people who have taught me everything I know aside of a few brown and bitter dashes. I want to jump the gun and say I have no animosity over everything. I was fired in January from another successful business for getting HAMMERED and allowing a neighborhood barstaff stay after hours and prettymuch finish whatever they wanted to do until the timer went off and the lights shut down automatically. Yup I was asking for it, losing 2 jobs for 1 offense. I was extremely tired. I overworked myself for the holidays and through the season I was more of a scrooge.

So here is my side of the story.

I wasn't asking for it.

We have a new 23 year old kid who worked his first training barback shift on Monday and maybe I was possessed by the Swaze and thought it was my job to make bad decisions. We created the Ban Kai Punch by using about 30$ worth of product and sold it at 5$ a glass and sold about 10-15 glasses. Made our money but the process left over alcohol to worry about.

I should have acted wisely and committed a sin and dumped it down the drain. Even though I feel thats a worste form of alcohol abuse. I have a +1 skill in freepouring and am usually very accurate to the point that every drop in the glass fills a cocktail glass to the brim. I'm starting to work on my Jiggering skills.

So back to the new Danson. I spent about 45 minutes going over every last detail in closing that bar down properly. In taking time now, I was hoping to make it easier on myself later. I hope that they give a girl thats become the fastest most accurate barback we have a chance and don't poach from another bar. That is bad juju. I have a friend who has worked 8+ years in fastfood to get thru college who can't leave his 24 hours a week there cause the money and the bennies are too great. He would be perfect.

So I thought it was a good idea to sit down with him and to force him to watch the movie Roadhouse. We also enjoyed the last of the punch. The purpose was for him to see this scene, which is a tradition amoung doorguys. Somebody told me he didn't seem very nice.


The owner had some business early before the coffeshop opened and saw we were there. Case closed.





So

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

File Under Anecdotes pt. 18. MxMo : Ban Kai Punch


Sometimes it takes longer then you think.


Be warned it's kind of a spoiler, but will hopefully give you incentive to watch all 250+ episodes.

I've worked the past 5 nights and haven't been able to spend a chunk of time on the compute until now. I'm as usual a day late and a dollar short.

I'm doing my mixology monday post a little late. I've been busy.

Ban Kai Punch.
We have a large old skool punch bowl.
It normally stays in the fridge holding fruit. I didn't want to Boudreau the glass.
So I ran cold water until it was half full and then cut the cold water and ran the hot.
It was pretty tempered when I ran it through and It came out in one piece.
Recipe by Kevin Langmack and Cale Green ( Tavern Law )

1 bottle gin
1 double rocks glass Laird's bonded
1 double rocks glass Yamazaki
Juice of 4 grapefruits, cutting wheels out of the center
Juice of 8 limes and 3 limes cut into wheels
1 single rocks glass Orange Curacao
1/2 single rocks glass Maraschino liqueur
2 oz Pernod
2 oz Simple
1 bottle Champagne
Large ice