We wrapped up our liquid brunch adventure at the Phone Booth in the capable hands of bloody maestro Chris Southgate, who calmly took in our order for 40 bloody marys with a smile and went to work. Utilizing a recipe that included Guinness and horseradish in addition to the normal ingredients we’ve come to expect, Chris served us a simple drink without all the bells and whistles of some of the other bloodys but with a particular zest and freshness that hit the spot perfectly (while also administering an impressive yet cleverly disguised alcohol content).
Normally, the Phone Booth is a relaxing place where the sunlight trickles in through the open door just right and everyone can just sit back and sip the afternoon away. Even though our growing and increasingly-inebriated group packed the place to the brim, Chris calmly mixed up drink after drink until we had all been served and satiated into a stupor. A fitting end to our day of debauchery!
OMG look at that Barbie chandelier!
[Photos by Mike Chino]
I know this French bartender as well, cool guy.
anglo/franco! he’s a living 400 years war.
I live next door to that Frenchy and he’s never made me a Bloody. Let the pestering begin.
Thank you!!
It was a blast.