There are people who want to get as drunk as I had the night before and it’s my job to get them there.
For bartenders the appeal and general concept of New Year’s Eve is completely lost. It’s certainly more than just another night, but we don’t get to enjoy it the way the rest of the world does. I can’t remember any champagne toasts, no glitzy dresses, and I certainly don’t remember any midnight kisses worth noting, […]
New Year’s Eve I know I’ll spend New Year’s Eve right where I belong: behind the bar with a bottle opener in my back pocket and a martini shaker in my hand.
The DJ hadn’t even started, so I thought I had some time before amateur hour began. I was wrong.
IMAGE BY SCOTT MURRY @HOTDOGTACO The holidays are a difficult time to be a bartender. A lot of college kids leave for break, leaving me nothing but scraps to live off of for the coldest months of the year. Even with money getting a little tight, I can’t help but feel grateful. I […]
*SPIRITUAL RE-ENACTMENT IMAGE COURTESY OF EVERYONE WHO’S EVER BEEN HORRIBLY BOMBED IN THE CAN. It was apparent she was drunk when I sat down. Her makeup was smeared and her hair had given up, the tracks of her extensions sticking out more and more every time she attempted to run her fingers through […]
The thing to remember is this: You are drunk. I am not.
With winter right around the corner, I thought I, your friendly neighborhood bartender. would share three solid tips on how to get through the next four miserable months.
Salem was expected to have 100,000 people milling around this year, and my friend Meg and I wanted to make sure we procured some bar seats in town. We settled into our watering hole and downed pumpkin ales and shots of Fireball.
Unless you’ve been living under a pumpkin, you’ve probably heard about the Pumpkin Festival riot near Keene State College the other week.