Over on Alcohol Professor, I’m writing about Westland American Single Malt Whiskey. Single in Seattle is both a look at the up and coming Seattle distillery as well as a rumination on the amount of shenanigans, bad whiskey, and lying that makes exploring American craft spirits exhausting when it should be fun. Luckily, Westland is the sort of thing that reminds you to sit back and enjoy from time to time.
Over on Bond Vivant, I’m writing about The Alexander, a cocktail used as a signal between 007 and his contact in the short story Risico. I write about its origin at the bawdy early 20th century lobster palace Rector’s and the fact that the drink was adored by the only villains James Bond hated more than SPECTRE.
I know, I know. At this point, someone needs to make a guide to gift guides. The next two weeks will see you flooded with them in such volume that finding the right gift guide because even more difficult that finding the right gift. So you will just have to trust me when I egotistically say that if you are planning to by booze for someone, my guide on Alcohol Professor can help you out. Many spirits, many price ranges, and you know I don’t go in for that “this gift is for men! Here’s some Skinny Girl Margarita for you ladies” balderdash.
- Part one: Vodka, gin, tequila, and mezcal
- Part two: Rum, Cognac, Armagnac, and calvados
- Part three: Scotch, American whiskey, and international whiskey
- Part four: the oddballs — amaro, absinthe, cordials, liqueurs, shochu, and strange whiskey
One more article to celebrate the launch of the Bond Vivant website, in support of the book I’m writing of the same name. Dueling Counts is an excerpt from the book about the controversy surrounding the creation of one of my favorite cocktails, the Negroni. Invented by a brave soldier? Or a mad Italian count who dressed up like a cowboy? Either way, we win.
On Alcohol Professor, it’s a celebration of the 10th anniversary of one of my favorite scotches. Monster of the Moors takes us on a journey through every version of Compass Box Peat Monster, from its genesis as a special request for a single liquor store to its position now as the flagship whiskey of the small but much respected Compass Box.
I’ve posted another another excerpt from my upcoming book, Bond Vivant, over on the Bond Vivant website. Shaking Martinis with Nick Charles looks at the surprising provenance of experienced on-screen drinkers shaking, rather than stirring their martinis. Special guest appearances by The Bronx and The Brooklyn cocktails. Be sure (sure!) to follow the blog and the Bond Vivant Facebook page for updates on the book.
Over on Alcohol Professor, editor Amanda Schuster canvassed my fellow writers and me about what we’ll be drinking over the (American) holiday weekend. Spoiler alert: I am drinking a really cheap Spanish brandy. For the rest of the story, have a gander at Our Writers On What They’ll Be Sipping This Thanksgiving and get to shopping before the ice storm seals us all in.
Time for a new sneak peek from my (eventually) upcoming book, Bond Vivant: Hitting the Bar with the World’s Least Secret Agent. Over on the Bond Vivant site we’re living The Bitter Life, taking a look at the first drink in James Bond’s storied career, the Americano, as well as the history of one of its key ingredients, Campari, and the beautiful opera diva of middling talent who obsessed young Davide Campari.
Over on Alcohol Professor, I’m listening to The Crystals and writing in This IS Your Grandfather’s Whisky about the birth of the commercial single malt scotch category. It happened in 1963, and t celebrate the fact, Glenfiddich has produced a new bottle, The Original, and threw a party to commemorate its North American launch.
Last Halloween, I wrote an article on Alcohol Professor about haunted bars in New York City. Well, gather ’round the campfire, children, because I’ve more macabre drinking tales yet to tell. Only this time, we’re going global. Son of Booooozy Tales: Haunted Bars Go International looks at haunted pubs, bars, and watering holes in New Orleans, Seattle, London, Wales, Dublin, Edinburgh, and Sydney. Be ye fairly warned. The person sitting next to you at the bar might have been there since the 1800s.