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bibliophilecellistsoulsearcher replied to your post:in the last 20 minutes of work I encountered an…
oh god, that recipe reminds me of the best bartending friend I ever had, the no-fucks-given and measurements-only-matter-to-spare-your-liver kind of friend.
You just gotta, y’know, feel your proportions, you know. And ice. Like, don’t forget the ice. It’s not insignificant. But the proportions are key. You gotta have like, two to one of your strength to your flavor, you know? Two vodka, one amaretto, your godmother. Two whiskey, one sweet vermouth, your manhattan. Two brandy, one Cointreau, your sidecar; variant two tequila and one Grand Marnier, your margarita. Those are your foundations, that proportion, and then you can put mixers and garnishes and bitters and secondary flavorings in on all that, but those are where you start. (Lemon for sidecars, bitters for Manhattans, lime for Margaritas; lemon-lime soda in a sidecar with jack daniels whiskey instead is a lynchburg lemonade, etcetera.)
The fancy names don’t really mean shit, your bartender’s not really all that impressed.
I really am gonna write a bartending manual one of these days.

bibliophilecellistsoulsearcher replied to your post:in the last 20 minutes of work I encountered an…
oh god, that recipe reminds me of the best bartending friend I ever had, the no-fucks-given and measurements-only-matter-to-spare-your-liver kind of friend.
You just gotta, y’know, feel your proportions, you know. And ice. Like, don’t forget the ice. It’s not insignificant. But the proportions are key. You gotta have like, two to one of your strength to your flavor, you know? Two vodka, one amaretto, your godmother. Two whiskey, one sweet vermouth, your manhattan. Two brandy, one Cointreau, your sidecar; variant two tequila and one Grand Marnier, your margarita. Those are your foundations, that proportion, and then you can put mixers and garnishes and bitters and secondary flavorings in on all that, but those are where you start. (Lemon for sidecars, bitters for Manhattans, lime for Margaritas; lemon-lime soda in a sidecar with jack daniels whiskey instead is a lynchburg lemonade, etcetera.)
The fancy names don’t really mean shit, your bartender’s not really all that impressed.
I really am gonna write a bartending manual one of these days.
