Drink

Last night, me and my buddy Al went to Drink. To drink.

Drink is a fancy cocktail bar where they have no menu. You just tell them what you want and they mix it for you. A mere ten bucks a go. Our 'mixologist', Brad, told us that 'cocktail-centric' people from all over Boston flock to Drink. That's what he said.

I wisely stuck to rum based drinks. John Martyns, Mojitos, Daiquiris. And I felt the benefit this morning. Al. on the other hand, lacks my self control. He lost the plot entirely and opted for cocktails containing egg-whites and cucumber. He's probably still in bed after that shit.