Earlier this week, for the first time in a long time, I found myself downtown with time to kill. I’d inched down the expressway in my air-conditioningless hooptie, believing easy pandemic parking was still a thing. So by the time I squeezed into a space six blocks from my destination, I was hot and bothered and in desperate need of an eye-opener. So I did another thing I hadn’t done in a long time. I popped into the Gage, planted myself on a stool, and ordered the bar’s signature Spanish-style G&T, the kind you get in a giant, sweaty balon glass that could support several goldfish if it wasn’t supporting iced Citadelle gin and the next morning’s regret.
Something & Tonic is also the title of his new historical cocktail book that examines the cinchona tree’s role in “imperial colonization, religious prejudice, denial of science, corporate greed, and extreme nationalism.” In other words: “the story of the development of modern civilization.”
