Welcome to Drinking the World; my thoughts on fine libations, special spirits, and fabulous cocktails. My name is Jonathan M. Forester and I'm a food & beverage writer / consultant, and formerly partner in a winery and brewery in Maine. Now, my new partner and I are currently in the process of starting an artisanal, farm distillery located on 370 acres in New York State called Dutch's Spirits. We will be specializing in premium, hand-made spirits. These will include bourbon, rye, and malt whiskey, peach and apple brandy, a variety of aged rum, gin, liqueurs, and cocktail bitters.
If the post is dated prior to December 13, 2008, it was previously published at Slashfood.com / AOL.com.
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Tales of the Cocktail: Wednesday July 8, 2009
By Jonathan M. Forester on Jul 9, 2009 | In Cocktail Revolution, Tales of the Cocktail 2009
Wednesday at Tales was especially for the professional bartender, manager, and owner. The Pro-Series seminars were all focused on trends, what it's actually like to run a bar and how, consulting from both sides of the story, bartending techniques, ingredients, efficiency and speed, etc.
I started out the day early. I went to bed relatively early the night before, but as I mentioned yesterday, for some reason slept very poorly and was up at 4am. For a few days I had felt a need to go shopping for a seersucker suit and hat, so bright and early I was out and about. Of course I forgot I was in the Big Easy, a perfect description for a city where the stores open at 10am, if they even open on Mondays and Tuesdays. As I was hanging out waiting for the shops to open, John Pomeroy came along striding briskly past shooting off a quick "Hi Jon." He too was on a search for a hat. I followed him around the corner to the hat shop and we looked at all the ones on display in the windows, talking about the pro's and con's of each as we waited for opening time. We then decided to take a walk down by the French market figuring that by the time we got there the other hat store would be open. So off we trotted in the heat and humidity, feeling great as we sweated out all the toxins from the night before. It was like being at a spa, on a treadmill, in the sauna. Just delightful if I must say.
