by paulkamon
12.08.2009
Every year around the time when the darkness begins to plunge deepest into our days and the falling rain from woolly grey skies seems inexhaustible and permanent, I always feel this strange almost atmospheric wave of anxiety move in.
When it inexorably does extend its unnerving and lethargic-inducing reach, I instinctively know it’s time to escape [...]
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by paulkamon
09.30.2009
As you walked in through the front doors, the hostess would greet you, find your reservation, and in the background you couldn’t help but notice the bar in full swing, making the finest classic and contemporary cocktails. The sound of the espresso grinder, great music, and of course, a faint sound of the infamous cowbell [...]
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