I was in NYC (Manhattan dead center) and was just happened to wander into an Irish Pub (now I wish I had grabbed a card or something to remind me).
I had per diem and was feeling experimental and spied a bottle of Scotch with a “30 Years” on it. I asked the bartender about the price for a shot and he said “we have never served it — it is a show piece.” Well, after a few minutes of negotiating, we settled on a $30/pony price if he would join me ($1/year).
I must confess it was so smooth it was like sex without the subsequent alimony. It is hard to describe but them who have experienced liquid beauty know of which I speak.
And the bartender stood me up the next round, we promised to be drinking buddies forever and, sadly, I have never had the chance to get back there.
If any NYers are reading, this would be about 2 or 3 blocks from the Ritz — any idea where or what the bar was?
BUMP!