Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
In a previous thread we discussed Paris's cocktail options.
I am here to note that a new one has entered the scene. It opens March 15, and last night was the shindig. It is called Candelaria.
I, lover of wine, eschewer (that needs some hard teeth) of everything but wine in the alcoholic world, nevertheless enjoyed two glasses of "Naked and Famous," though I was only partially one or the other. (Oh, fine, neither of either.)
Mezcal, Aperol, Chartreuse Jaune, and lime in a martini glass. Pretty fine.
And lots of candles.
And something NY will be a bit worn out on, but: a speakeasy setup behind a chop shop in front (a taqueria!). Overlit bright white-walled taqueria, then a flat panel on the back of the room; no doorknob or handle. Push hard. Enter a candlelit, stone-walled, dim cocktail bar.
The bartender was sporting a beard and a flannel shirt. Yet he was French.
Flaw in the system: no communication of food to the back room.
But, I kid not, what with the Lassaigne and Vionnet and Puzelat and other Loire wines and Calvados I managed to put into my system yesterday night at a couple of other stops, I have the taste of the mezcal, aperol, chartreuse jaune, and lime short drink in my mouth today. It's stayed with me all day, walking down the street under the cloudy skies. Nakedly. Fameux.
I am here to note that a new one has entered the scene. It opens March 15, and last night was the shindig. It is called Candelaria.
Mezcal, Aperol, Chartreuse Jaune, and lime in a martini glass. Pretty fine.
And lots of candles.
And something NY will be a bit worn out on, but: a speakeasy setup behind a chop shop in front (a taqueria!). Overlit bright white-walled taqueria, then a flat panel on the back of the room; no doorknob or handle. Push hard. Enter a candlelit, stone-walled, dim cocktail bar.
The bartender was sporting a beard and a flannel shirt. Yet he was French.
Flaw in the system: no communication of food to the back room.
But, I kid not, what with the Lassaigne and Vionnet and Puzelat and other Loire wines and Calvados I managed to put into my system yesterday night at a couple of other stops, I have the taste of the mezcal, aperol, chartreuse jaune, and lime short drink in my mouth today. It's stayed with me all day, walking down the street under the cloudy skies. Nakedly. Fameux.