Bartender Ray

Drinks

mdk said
I might be paraphrasing

Statement of the century. :)

Drinks

mdk said
There's actually a subreddit for the TV show 'Archer' -- bear with me here.... One of the guys who works on the show (in no super-significant capacity, or so I'm told) shows up every week to recommend a drink to share with the characters on screen (they're booze-hounds, if you haven't seen it). Anyway he'll give you a little backstory on the drink you're making, then spell out the recipe and then you snarf it while the show is on and get progressively more drunker during the live commentary. It's actually a highlight of my week now.AND I SAID ALL OF THAT TO SAY -- now I know what *real* whiskey and water means. Because the Tactical Intoxication Program (that's what he calls his 'TIP') explained that scotch on rocks is basically a hate crime against kilts and haggis, and you're supposed to appreciate your Glen Fiddich with a little bit of water to taste. And now I drink scotch, too.

Well now....that's one way of looking at it, ha ha ha! But true in the essentials! It's better to have whiskey with water instead of whiskey on the rocks in my eyes. The water brings out the aromas better, whereas ice just chills it too much and beats the flavors down.

Drinks

You all have excellent tastes, though personally I'm not too crazy about flavored vodkas, except for maybe pepper vodka. If I'm at home, I a little zinfandel red wine always hits the spot with dinner or date night, but if I'm alone, I'll go for whiskey and water. A classic in my eyes.

A Bartender's True Job.

This RP is really a place for your characters to let off steam. This bar crosses all dimensions and fandoms, so if you want to have your character let their hair down and have a talk with a bartender, that's the point of this.

Introducing.....Bartender Ray

-adds a dash of Sprite, then puts a small remainder into a small rocks glass, garnished with three black cherries- Here, try this amount first. No reason to taint the whole drink if you are not fond of the taste. It is only a little bitter, no stronger than pale ale, but it will be a vast difference to a regular. -slides the drink gently towards Sherlock, and sets the original next to it, the same drink but lacking cherries- Enjoy.

Introducing.....Bartender Ray

Sherlock Holmes said
Funnily enough, no. (I detest tea. XD)Midori sour, thanks. With an extra cherry.

Ahhh, a fine choice! Would you like a classic, or my personal twist on it, using black cherries instead of sweet cherries? Adds a dash of bitter, but I find it delicious. -mixes vodka, melon liqueur, and S/S mix, then pours into a glass with ice-

Introducing.....Bartender Ray

Sherlock Holmes said
Welcome to the site, Ray.

Thank you, Sherlock. Let me guess, you'd like a tea, hmmm?

Introducing.....Bartender Ray

Aye, a good drink that is. Not too strong and not remotely weak. Shaken or stirred? On the rocks or straight?

Drinks

Hey guys, Ray here. I'm a bartender for real, and I'm wondering what your drink of choice is when you go out! That is, if you are old enough to go out to bars!
For me, I prefer a Churchill martini: drinking gin while looking at the vermouth.

The Bar in The Rain

It's a cool September night. The rain falling on Tennessee is warm with the last dregs of summer. Autumn is at hand, with the normally green hills awash with vibrant reds, oranges, yellows, and browns. It's a peaceful night.
The calm rain that falls on the bar known as The Moss Rails Bar is steady, showing no signs of ending any time soon. The building is brick with several windows on each side. To the back of the building, a set of train tracks glistens in the orange light of a street light. In the distance, the sound of the evening freight train, coming up from Chattanooga, gently pierces the night rains.
Inside the bar, the warm wood walls are coated with several railroad photographs, as well as track signs and company logo flags. The bar is polished but damaged wood, dark and heavy spruce. Behind it, many bottles of several shapes, sizes, and flavors shine in the moderate light on glass birch wood shelves. Standing at one end of the bar, polishing glasses and looking out at the empty bar, is the bartender.
He is a young man, maybe 28 or 30 years old, with short brown hair, a goatee with mustache of matching chocolate brown, and eyes green as emeralds. His wear is casual but appropriate: blue jeans and plain red shirt cover his lean but mildly muscular frame. His face is quite handsome, but seems to show the signs of seeing many things. His eyes tell the same story: Young, but having been many places with much pain.
The trains whistles again, and the light in the darkness comes into view. The powerful train passes the green signal, and giving another loud whistle to the bar, thunders by with a roar. The clacking noise and screeching of steel wheels on steel rails echos in the bar, but the bartender merely smiles and waves to the engine crew as it passes, then resumes wiping as the freight cars clatter by. The bar shakes lightly, and he is content.

Outside, standing at the door of an open box car, a figure clad in dark robes leaps out in front of the bar. The landing is bad, and the person loses their footing, slamming face down into the ditch of dirty and muddy water with a splash. Something hard is under the water, and the person hits their head on it, causing them to black out face-down in the water. The racket of the train is deafening, and it is unlikely anybody heard the sound of the splash, and the darkness likely concealed the scene....