Only a man can see in the face of a woman the girl she was. It is a secret which can be revealed only to a particular man and, then, only at his insistence.
~James Baldwin, If Beale Street Could Talk
A genius bartender named Amy made up a drink just for me*…she let me name it, so don’t hold her accountable for that.
The Campfire Girl
- 2 oz. of Sombra mezcal
- .5 of orgeat
- .5 of lime
- .25 of pineapple
- 5 drops of saline
- 4 drops of firewater bitters
- spray the glass with Laphroaig
Visit her at the Green Room, and if you’re the manager of same, give her a raise.
*and if this is a real drink, and she didn’t make it up–don’t tell me that. I prefer the fiction.