On Saturday night Dr. & Mrs. Virus invited us to join them at a speakeasy cocktail bar downtown. It's so secret that the exact address is a mystery and you have to make reservations and have a password to get in. While the place is called "Bourbon & Branch" on the sign outside it says "San Francisco Anti-Tavern League."
Once we got inside and were seated at one of the cozy booths, the lights were so dim we had to hold the giant book of esoteric cocktails up to the tiny light at the end of the table. I was all ready to dislike the people there for being foo-foo-trendy-heads, but our waitress was really sweet and friendly so I had to give up on that idea.
My favorite drink was the "Cracked Thumb" which involved Junipero Gin (I love you Fritz Maytag), mint leaves, lemon oil, and elderflower cordial. The Chef had a "Blackberry Bramble," Dr. Virus quaffed a fancy cucumber cocktail and Mrs. Virus loved her "El Diablo". We had another round including "The Aviation," the "1794" and um, well, perhaps we had too many cocktails because we can't quite remember the other Virus picks. "The Democrat" and a Tequila gimlet? Oh, Mrs. Virus -- please jog our memory! (aha! it was the "Rolls Royce")
We noticed that people were streaming into a secret room through a door that looked like a bookcase. We assumed that there was a party, or this was the room for people cooler than us, until our nice waitress told us that this is just where the riff raff without reservations go.... ha! losers!
Next time the Chef wants to sit at the bar and watch the bartenders make all the drinks.
3 comments:
If I had to take a wild guess, I'd say that Haus Frau and the Chef have an awful lot of fun.
yay, we like it when people condone our aimless drunken lifestyle! hic.
love your blog..its a fun read. you and the Chef sound like cool peeps. Feel free to stop by some time. I did a post about cheese back on Feb 3rd that you might like.
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