An Ode to Bussers and Dishwashers

If you know me or have read this blog over the years, you will no doubt be aware of my fondness for bars. Not only bars but those who tend them. My appreciation of bartenders, true artists, negates my ever trying to have a go at mixology. I’m doing just fine on this side ofContinue reading “An Ode to Bussers and Dishwashers”

An Ode to Bars and Those Who Tend Them – Take 2

Not that I’m a lush, but I like bars. Not just the establishments that are known as bars, pubs, or watering holes, but the actual bar itself. I find much comfort in sitting on a comfortable stool – with back if you please – and sipping a cold beer or two, on tap or coldContinue reading “An Ode to Bars and Those Who Tend Them – Take 2”

An Ode to Bars and Those Who Tend Them

Not that I’m a lush, but I like bars. Not just the establishments known as bars, pubs or watering holes, but the actual bar itself. I find much comfort in sitting on a comfortable stool – with back if you please – and sipping a cold beer or two, on tap or cold in aContinue reading “An Ode to Bars and Those Who Tend Them”

Back when I was young: Bartenders were artists

This week the Weekly Writing Challenge encouraged the use of pagination for longer posts. I thought it a good opportunity to publish one of my longer posts that falls into the “Back When I was Young” category. They say that one of the signs you’re getting old is that you find yourself, more and moreContinue reading “Back when I was young: Bartenders were artists”