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@Matt Buchanan By the same token, bourbon would be a neutral spirit flavored with a seasoned oak cask - also a kind of plant stuff.
Good article about a drink to be consumed by a motor-scooter rider wearing a fez and smoking with a cigarette holder. I had a serious thing for negronis in the 90s, when WFMU's Irwin Chusid and Joseph Lanza (author of "Elevator Music"), DJ'd loungecore at a weekly bar event. According to those guys, the negroni was as much an American old man beverage as the martini, though it was discarded with WWII (Campari being an Axis liqueur, of course). One quibble: gin is not a "neutral spirit." By definition, a neutral spirit is effectively flavorless, and gin is anything but.
I'm glad to see that no matter which writer tackles the subject, the Awl retains its laser focus on aesthetic horror of grown men in shorts.
Marty Markowitz should call him up for a Zumba date.
The sort of problem we don't see in South Brooklyn.
@My Number Is My Address Oh do fuck off, mom. That two adult men are concerned about strangers playing cards is no redemption for who is more weepy and about it.
If there were actual competition between land-based providers, you'd see better interwebs. Thanks Cable and Telecom 1997 "summer of love" agreement for dividing the nation like the 5 families did NYC.
This is one of the few Awl pieces which rally the forces of righteousness. I, for one, stand with my brothers in tossing the leaf-free salad.
Evidently, the "dangers" of playing card games in public is that people like Mathew Malady will analyze their own relationship with geek culture. As he notes, "Let people do what they like," including wondering about anything on the streets of New York that is not impeding your path home.