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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This article is not especially interested in dispensing advice. I really don’t care what you drink or how you drink it so long as you do not spit it up on my shoes. But I must counsel that if you ever find yourself in a bar where it comes to light that there are no bitters on the premises—not even a bottle gathering dust and DNA evidence somewhere behind the Frangelico—then do not order any liquor in any form. The absence of bitters from a professional bar indicates genuine degeneracy. Stick to bottled beer and watch the bartender closely.
The old-fashioned: a complete history and guide to this classic cocktail. - Slate Magazine
The old-fashioned is what I learned to drink when I decided it was time to grow up and stop ordering bourbon-and-coke everywhere I went. It is still the drink I use to assess the quality of a bartender.
Unless, of course, I know I’m in a crappy bar, in which case it’s still bourbon-and-coke. Because you can’t screw that up.
