I’d rather walk into a nice bar that offers no classically influenced cocktails than those who offer poorly executed ones. Using the techniques I’ve developed doing Guerrilla Cocktails, at least I have half a chance of getting something I’ll like.
Somewhere between the extremes of the slam ‘em back meat market clubs, shot-and-a-beer joints, and the high-end, big city bailiwicks of the bar chef and whiz-bang mixologist are the local watering holes that just want you to enjoy a nice drink, some decent chow, and a friendly good time. These are the places in our neck of the woods and extended travels that Ann and I go to most often. (By the way, Ann is my dear bride of over 40 years. She’ll be coming along for many of these Guerrilla Cocktail skirmishes, so you may as well get to know her, too.)
Back in the olden days of no classically crafted cocktails outside of major metropolitan cocktail centers – you know, like a year or so ago – I would walk into almost any reasonably stocked bar with one of the formulas from my Five Archetypes of Classic Mixology and I would coach an unsuspecting barkeep through a classic drink, a variation or adaptation of a classic drink, or spontaneously create something new.
My Guerrilla Cocktail Blog has served as a journal documenting those experiences and off-the-cuff creations. Even with the seemingly sudden proliferation of classically influenced drinks throughout the land, there remain too many places where a little bit of historical knowledge becomes an unfortunate assault on classic mixology.
At the other end of this dangerous-with-a-little-knowledge spectrum are the NIMBY bars – that is, Not In My Bar, Y’all! These are the places that believe they need specialized equipment and/or obscure or one-of-a-kind handmade ingredients or believe their customers won’t like such strange mixings.
It is the function of Guerrilla Cocktails to show the former group the errors of their ways and to let the latter group know that all the better bars already have them on their cocktail menus; its time to join your peers.
Now, excuse me while I slip into this liquor cabinet to don my Johnny Applejack garb; it’s time to sow more seeds for classically crafted cocktails everywhere I go.
Onward to the Guerrilla Cocktail Blog.