As the temperature rises, I find my behavior changing in two distinct ways. First, I avoid being outside of air-conditioned buildings between the hours of 2 and 4 p.m., and second, I begin to add lots of ice to my bourbon. Being somewhat of an ice snob, I have various sizes and shapes of ice on hand to assist in […]
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Within minutes of arriving at Carnivale du Vin, I was handed a glass of Roederer Champagne, kissed by Emeril, and made serious eye contact with Sammy Hagar, dressed in a red tuxedo. It was that sort of evening.