This reminds me why I was such a crappy bartender.
My favorite liqueur, Andria. The stuff is divine. Literally.
For more about the monks that make it, you need to watch this film:
"Into Great Silence"
One of the best documentaries I have ever watched.
I can't believe that it's stillll $10 to ride to the top of the pyramid. I was hoping that they had financed it by now.
All the food is damn delicious. Nothing is an afterthought down to the bread on sandwiches. I agree with Clyde about the wings, as well. Also, get after that chicken debris.
I remember the old days, running the carriages out of "the barn", all the souls and folks, met from out-of-the-cracks. Gosh, if I could really relay all the history, before this area got gentrified and socialized. Yeah, it was in a state of decay, and I admire the vision that created this very artistic and creative Lofflin's Yard. But I remember it when hobos would jump off the train, and come asking David for work. I remember it when it was a thriving carriage business (Carriage Rides of River City), running some x13 horses out-of-it, including the creation of my own business, Carter's Carriage. I remember the sometimes eccentric character of David Sydnor, staying-up all night, to create the ultimate Cinderella's carriage, replete with lights and disco ball; and all the unique folks that the sight attracted. There's so much history at that very corner. It wasn't a few years ago, when I would see a mama fox scurry to her den, across the street. Now, people pay thousands of dollars to reside in condos there.
If I could relay the history that I experienced on this very property, from 2003-2013, you wouldn't believe. It would seem too story-book, out-of-this-world, fanciful and not real. God-Bless all you souls I had the pleasure to meet. God-bless the horses, David and his resolve to keep the place viable. God-Bless "the Mayor", who lived-down the street, Mr. Watts (RIP) that is, and his son Chris, who called on the barn often in those days. So, so much history, that period of decay, before it got rediscovered. I'm sure there's an equal, even more profound history, when it was a train-depot for the train to Jackson, TN), in the 1900's (there was still that signage laying against the wall, simply stating: "Jackson"; or when it was the old Police horse stables, or going-back further, a mule-trading yard, the largest in the country. I just happened-in-on-it it is final form, before it became the "happening little hot-spot it is now". There was a great life there, many lessons learned, from so many people I came to know, often "salt-of-the-earth folks" off the streets and trains, and so opposite of the folks who now reside in-and-about the place. David always knew it was coming, and indeed, it got "SoHo'd", he was right. Kudos to your ability to hang-on David, and pass-it-on as you did. There were some hard-times, when it looked-like "viability was too far off" and it may be too much to hand-hold, for an eventual and profitable hand-off. But you did, and kodos to you! Thanks for all the life-lessons too, the evolution, the love and care, and ideals we lived. Forever in my heart!
Good Luck with Lofflin's Yard, and the future. Some day I'm going to come-down there and have a beer, and muse of "how it used to be".
10 mg desipramine once a day may not work for everybody.
Great new place. And the wings "might" be the best in the city. Siracha honey is my favorite.
The science in this article is kinda iffy... but...
Ya hafta remember that ethanol is an organic solvent, like ether, or gasoline, and no organic solvents are really good for you. All of them are toxic. Some more, some less.
Because of the citric acid cycle though (yeah, I went there, don't freak out) we just happen to have enzymes that can metabolize two carbon alcohols (ethanol). Heck, our own residential gut flora produces a bunch of it every day, even if we don't drink any of the stuff at all. But it's toxic. So we have evolved a certain capacity to get rid of the stuff, and those enzymes do it.
Yay for us!
Problem is, you can overwhelm that poison handling mechanism if you drink too much, or if you drink too often. This leads to buildup of toxic metabolites (mostly acetaldehyde) and vitamin deficiencies (mostly B vitamins, vitamin C, and folate) and a general nutritional imbalance leading to abnormalities of protein metabolism and accumulation of fat in the liver.
You can battle this somewhat by sweating a lot with regular, strenuous exercise, increasing your dietary intake of vitamins, and drinking enough water to flush some of those poisons out. That will materially increase your ability to process the stuff.
But there is no real 'morning after' relief that is helpful, unless you are so far into drinking, that you need some alcohol in your system just to avoid frank withdrawal symptoms. In that case, a nice Bloody Mary is just the thing, you alcoholic you.
And if you want to know more about the subject, this is a good start:
Great place!!!!! Stopped by after a Grizz win and was very impressed!!! Happy all over again for the city of Memphis.
Can't wait to make a reservation...
Yes, Thank You, Shon and Dana! We try to come there for drinks and dinner as often as possible and are spreading the word about your fantastic new restaurant.
Very glad they saved the building and developed what sounds like a true jewel in this city. Thank you to the Lins!
If I drank I would only drink Trump Super Premium Vodka; when simply premium won't do.
I had some fine basement cooked shine in Knoxville a few years back... I think. Woke up on some neatly coiled garden hose
Vodka and white rum is harder for me to identify when mixed, but some of them are a little different in chemistry, yes. I particularly like quality potato vodkas. And I agree about the mixers. Fresh ingredients and mixers are critical.
"people might prefer Grey Goose because of the chemistry involved, not because of the exclusivity of the brand". Perhaps in blind taste tests, but the mind is a very powerful thing.
That said, I enjoy premium drinks at upscale hotels - they mix them with quality mixers (half and half, fresh squeezed orange juice etc.). Vodka in cheap bar orange juice...blech
There is a noticeable difference if you drink your hard liquor beverages neat. Otherwise not so much.
If you can't tell the difference, then it's all immaterial. On the other hand, if you can, then it's relatively easy to identify the bouquet of verbose ignorance.
L'odeur et la couleur du dbit d'eau de ma grand-mre.
Bruce, this article is beneath your paper, and you know it.
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