I watched in horror as my bartender shook my drink as if it was some type of Shake Weight workout regimen. My Basil Hayden bourbon had no chance of making it out alive. Despite having a nice flavor, my Manhhattan had a head. There was a “mousse” loose in Chicago. Thank the gods it had 3 Maraschino cherries which made me smile a little.
The Palmer House Hilton Lockwood Bar has a great vibe but somehow the steps to make a great cocktail got lost 😦
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