Depending on your location, it’s also about knowing which types of spirits people are looking for when they come to your bar. When it comes to neat drinks, it’s all about knowing and stocking easily recognizable brands. “This includes any decent scotch, mezcal, whiskey, bourbon, rum (I personally prefer my tequilas, gins and vodka with a bit of a chill-but that might just be me).” “If someone really wants an ice cube or two with their spirit, I won’t get too offended (unless it’s anything top shelf),” Tschudi says. “No matter how much brain-work, creativity and fun you try to implement into a cocktail list, some people just don’t care to sift through the literature and they don’t want to have to overthink their drink selections.”Īny spirit that’s not considered cheap, Eric Tschudi, the head bartender and sommelier at Shuko says, can be enjoyed neat. ABV: 45.2 Average Price: 58 The Whiskey: This expression takes the standard Woodford bourbon (triple distilled, matured for six to seven years in a. “Having a bar equipped for the ‘whiskey neat’ drinkers is vital to a successful bar program,” Brian Evans, the head bartender at Sunday in Brooklyn, tells Supercall. Woodford Reserve Double Oaked Brown-Forman. Whiskey is the most common spirit served neat, although other spirits are not out of the question. The definition of a neat drink is, “a single, unmixed spirit served at room temperature without a mixer.” They’re typically served in a rocks glass or a snifter, and come in two ounce servings. Because after a long day, a proper pour from the bottle to the glass can be as satisfying as any drink.
But at every shift for the rest of his life, he’ll stare longingly at the front door, pour himself a whiskey, and think of me.You can memorize long lists of cocktails, know all of the classics and be able to rattle off 10 different Margaritas, but you will never satisfy every drinkers’ taste until you know the ins and outs of neat drinks. The bartender will pretend he doesn’t care. “I love you, but I can’t,” I purr, placing my empty glass on a cocktail napkin. Money means nothing to me.Īn hour goes by, and I start growing tired of strangers approaching and asking, point-blank, “Where did I go wrong?” I’ve facilitated an amicable divorce, convinced a billionaire to donate all his wealth, and was just made a city-council member in a Utah mining town called Strawberry. I ball up the cash and slip it into the baby’s fist. Before he leaves, he slides me five crisp hundred-dollar bills. He completely understands and apologizes for asking. I make him wait as I take a slow swig, then I tell him I don’t believe in big business. of Arm & Hammer and asks if I want a job in corporate. I’ve already told Keanu a million times: if he wants me so badly, he’d better come find me. “Thought I’d find you here,” a gruff voice intones, on the other end of the line. He can tell from my general vibe that I don’t have a cell phone. “It’s for you,” the bartender says to me, without checking to see who it’s for. Suddenly, the phone on the wall begins to ring. One young woman, so daunted by the ease and maturity I’m radiating-and so humiliated by her own order-whispers “vodka cranberry” to the barman and then starts weeping. They’re typically served in a rocks glass or a snifter, and come in two ounce servings. As each patron enters and notices the beverage I’m holding, they give me a reverent nod. The definition of a neat drink is, a single, unmixed spirit served at room temperature without a mixer. The bar begins to fill with the happy-hour crowd.
Later, when the photo is displayed in his first gallery show, he’ll title it “Angel in Black.” I tell him it’s no problem-people ask me that all the time. “I never do this, but can I take your picture?” the bartender asks, sheepishly. He doesn’t say it’s on the house, but we both know that it is. When he hands me my glass, our fingers brush. I can immediately sense, from the way he’s fiddling with his long but tasteful beard, that he’s attracted to me and intimidated by me in equal measure. “One whiskey, neat,” I tell the bartender, settling myself onto a wooden stool.
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