I currently work at an underground bar called Discount Suit Company. It used to be suit tailor’s store room. If you can’t imagine it when you close your eyes, I guess you’ll just have to come down and pay me a visit.
All of us bartenders like Pickled Onion Monster Munch.
So much depends on what to drink, mood, setting, company, time. A martini is usually a safe bet in most scenarios.
Not really. Had some very non bad ass moments, one of which was early in my career when chatting to two scantily clad ladies over the bar. I thought I was doing rather well with one of them but as I was shaking their White Russians I managed to smash myself in the face with the shaker and at the same time open the shaker. I didn't feel so confident with a split lip and covered in White Russian. No numbers were exchanged.
Having a few drinks and a dance somewhere.
Anything by the sea, in the sea or on the sea.
Swap bottle for a bag in box, 20lt of Rich's Medium Cider.
Sleep. If sleep isn't an option, booze.