Archive | September, 2011

“the great american thirst”

25 Sep

So, i’m having to take a rather lenghty “Bar Smarts” bartending wealth of information test for work.  Duty calls.  In order to keep badass bartending gigs in Los Angeles, California, you have to do what you gotta do.  (have i told you how amazing my job is?  I really lucked out.  If you don’t live in the Greater West Hollywood area, than you must check it out here.)  At first thought, this was a total Sunday night buzzkill and procrastinator me waited until the last minute, however it is in my best interest to read up on the historical info of my craft and really, i can stand to be a better “mixologist”.

Just thought i’d share some of this knowledge with ya before i FORGET it. :)   and really, these are the 3 most distinctive tidbits that i found rather interesting.

Q: did you know that before the era of prohibition, women were not allowed into bars?

Apparently, during prohibition all of these struggling saloons and speakeasies became less picky on who to allow in their bars, and couldn’t afford to be choosy.  This of course, being right smack dab in the middle of the women’s suffrage movement too.

Funny how things have changed.  This concept has come a long way especially as a female living in Hollywood, where a woman’s presence is usually cherished at the front of the line of a hip-hoppin’ nightclub and the males are so rapidly turned away.  Somewhat of a “modern-day prohibition” effect in opposition, wouldn’t ya say?

Q: did you also know that Vodka wasn’t even a regarded spirit in America and didnt make it’s real debut until after Pearl Harbor?

That’s a pretty interesting fun fact considering a.) Vodka is understandably the single most widely popular liquor here in the US and b.) i work at a “Vodka Bar” – a little ol’ place that until the 1940′s would have never existed.   The Moscow Mule, in fact, was one of the specific cocktails that helped hurl this spirit into American consciousness.  Something I know that my dear sweet best friend (who is reading this…*wink*) will appreciate, being that the Moscow Mule is her DOC (drink o’ choice) and ironically, the Moscow Mule is also the drink especial de Bar Lubitsch.  (this place houses over 200+ vodkas from all over the world, my friends)

Last thing, Aristotle played an interesting part in the history of alcohol.  He believed that drinking a beer or a glass of wine put “spirits” into the body, and thus the word “spirit” in reference to what we know alcohol as.  Oh that wise ol’ Aristotle.

Hope you all have a very interesting and inquisitive week! xo

project: happiness

13 Sep

So, i just returned from a quick weekend trip to the ATX for a work-related venture.  Meanwhile, I hit all my old eateries and hotspots where the streets know my name, caught up with all my cronies and abandoned a 3 month alcohol-free stint.  (turns out i failed the true testament, which was NOT drinking while in Austin) but in my defense, I can count the alcoholic beverages on ONE hand and it was NOT the typical amount of countless shots, and the first 3 nights i went out sipping water and appearing “semi-pretentious” like i had “moved to LA and was beyond the idea of alcohol.”  Moral of the story:  I moved to LA and escaped the bad influences of austin, texas. :)   The odds were against me anyway, but I did refuse many libationary advances and saved some moolah otherwise spent on service industry appreciation, and as always the time spent was amazing.  Timeless and priceless.

Unfortunately, I missed my best friends Denise and her sweet hubs Paulito, (out of town) but as always are so very generous with allowing me the shelter of their home sweet home.  I hit the streets of downtown Austin in search for a “thank you” gift, which resulted in me finding a “thank you” gift for my feet (the cutest pair of Seychelles sandals – 40% off, yo!) from this amazing new store i never noticed when i was an actual Austin resident.  Turned out to be an even lovelier Monday afternoon thanks to Austin Java’s chai latte with soy and Royal Blue Grocery, where i found the most PERFECT gift EVER.  I found an amazing bottle of red called “Chateau Smith” (how appropriate, their last name being Smith) and even more so because earlier in the day I was admiring my best friend’s collection of corks, all of them dated with the occasion written on the cork.  I returned back to their condo and found myself a stellar opportunity to put girl scout intuition of crafting to use.

Basically, I took the brown bag with handles it came in and made it my b*tch.  These days, brown bags are used for so much more than to conceal your fo’tee.  You have to see what i came up with, and with such modest supplies-  I totally crafted up this badboy bottle of wine with a homemade BOW.   I wholeheartedly believe that gifts that are crafted are the best gifts to be received, and the joy in creating something for someone else is unparalled.

coolest thing i could have possibly found in a junk drawer.

ripped up some bag, applied some artist tape = cool name plate.

up close and personale. (not a grammatical error, its perso-nalle)

VOILA!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this is the first example of project: happiness in dedication to my most recent book du jour The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin.  Me partaking in any creative project is where i find true happiness…that is at the core of who i truly am.   Brainstorming ideas and creating something from my heart with someone else’s enjoyment in mind is something i could and strive to do every single day…ideally, one day i’ll host a show with this concept in mind.  Until then, I hope this inspired you to rip a brown paper bag to shreds and brighten someone else’s day with your own creative flair.

YO! Listen (and whistle) to this while you work.

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