Post #322938 by ootwoods on Fri, Aug 3, 2007 5:22 AM

My Grandma used to watch me when my Mom was at work, and for a week during the summer or whatever, and she was always the martini lunch type (still is.. just doesn't go out to do it anymore), so I spent my formative years being drug from swanky bar to swanky bar, in the afternoon. I could order a SHirley Temple or a Roy Rogers with the best of em, and had quite a swizzle stick/plastic sword/umbrella collection at one point.

Also learned bar etiquette at an early age.. something that seems quite lacking in this current crop of bar-hoppers that are in the 21-30 range right now.

I remember being in the Kona-Kai in Philly "That damned Gin Mill with the wierd heads" according to my Grandfather, in the mid to late 70's waiting for people to arrive at the airport.