Mission Mission

This looks awesome. What more can I say? The Facebook invite has tons of YouTube clips posted on it, to give you an idea of what to expect. Here’s a good one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOeaP_Ln_ak

RSVP and invite your friends!

After literally months of having to choke down the same delicious cocktails, I was happy to see that the folks at the Hideout have finally added some new drinks to the mix. Plenty of those evenings were spent nursing a G&C while scrolling best bitcoin casinos and Reddit on my phone. The menu, which is updated roughly quarterly, still has some of the hits like the G&C (C is for Celery) and the Whiskey in Church, but now includes about six new offerings. In addition to the ever-present gin, American whiskey, sweet vermouth, and all sorts of bitters, a couple of the drinks included Alpine liqueur, a piney herbal additive that makes a big impact on a drink.

This odd spirit made it into the night’s special, the High School Lover, an amped up version of the gin-citrus-champagne combo of drinks like the French 75. Adding dry curacao (which is a version of triple that doesn’t taste like candy), cucumber, and the Leopold Bros. Three Pins Alpine Liquor made the drink refreshing, potent, tart, effervescent, complicated, and novel. Plus that’s a sweet name for a drink that’ll knock you (or your date) on your (his/her) ass.

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This morning I awoke to the sound of about 50 Facebook notification dings in a row. Quite a symphony. I thought the USA was under attack or Matt Damon died or something, but, no, it was just *everyone I know* going nuts about tonight’s special anniversary edition of Debaser.

Here’s what’s cool: Debaser is the ’90s party, right? Right. But tonight, they’re breaking the rules and getting down with the year 2000. DJ Jamie Jams tells us what to expect:

we’re going to try and mega-mix through all of the various versions of late 90′s-early 00′s fear of the future.

from post-hardcore, pre-emo garage type stuff like the white stripes / hives / refused, to late period indie stuff like belle and sebastian / moldy peaches / magnetic fields, to french robot house stuff like daft punk / cassius / les rhythmes digitales, to early electro-clash stuff like miss kittin / peaches / fischerspooner and a sizeable dollup of futuristic halftimed hip hop ala timbaland / neptunes.

we’ll probably throw a couple of other uber-specifically dated signposts in there like an early mash-up or two. probably a good deal of ghetto-tech. oh yeah, and the obvious big time mainstream type stuff… radiohead, bjork, beck, jay z, missy, outkast, dre, eminem, snoop. maybe even a little jt and britney.

Holy mackerel. RSVP and invite your friends!

Also, Jamie recommends we enjoy some classic Conan:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4g-s7XN20HE

With the recent passing of the revered Jesse Morris, the punk rock Johnny Cash who used to welcome us onto the 24th St. BART every Friday morning with stirring renditions of “Ring of Fire” and other ballads, that station has been even drearier than usual.  It’s easy to forget just how meaningful and significant these people can be in our lives until they’re gone forever.

Fortunately, local filmmaker Javier Roberto Carlos is trying to make sure that history doesn’t repeat itself by making this short documentary about Marcos Alvarez, a blind street musician that plays at the 24th St. BART every Friday afternoon.  Give it a look, and if you like what hear, go see the real show live in person this afternoon!

And don’t forget to toss this guy a few bucks if you like his music!

[Link]

Previously:

• RIP Punk Rock Johnny Cash
• Good Morning Friday BART Commuters

DJ Tristes Tropiques of the Haç crew enumerates some of the party’s highlights:

+asphyxiating amounts of fog
+blinding lasers (usually in a good way)
+a semi-outdoor smoking cage
+exquisite restrooms with top notch plumbing (not a joke)
+loud music from 1992, some of which might be decent or nostalgia inducing
+somewhat-ok drink deals (i think there’s a pabst tall boy deal) &
fancy cocktails

Bango! I never have as much fun dancing as I do at Haçeteria. And Slate is awesome btw, regardless of the space’s previous incarnations. RSVP and invite your friends!

And then get dizzy to this jam by this month’s special guests:

The Old Fashioned at Hog & Rocks (pictured above with a duck skewer) has long been my favorite Old Fashioned , so I’m intrigued bar manager Michael Lazar has added a whole new section to their cocktail menu called “Pimp My Old Fashioned.” (Obviously, they always do it the right way: no muddled fruit, no ginger ale, etc.) Here it is:

PIMP MY OLD FASHIONED

Bittered Sling (Eric Adkins) $16
Ch. briat hors d’age armagnac, gum syrup, bitters, grated nutmeg

Anticuado $16
Casa noble reposado, agave gum syrup, orange bitters

Oaxaca (Phil Ward) $16
Tres agaves reposado, del maguey ‘minero’ mezcal, agave gum
syrup, grapefruit bitters

Kingston $12
Appleton estate 12 yr rum, sugar cane syrup, chocolate &
orange bitters

The Willet 8 $ 15
H&R willet 8 yr barrel strength bourbon, gum syrup, orange
bitters

House Rock & Rye $11
Wild turkey and rittenhouse ryes, rock sugar, citrus, vanilla
bean, horehound

Smoker’s Delight (Gonçalo de Sousa Monteiro) $15
Laphroaig 10 yr single malt, tempus fugit creme de cacao, bitters

Can’t wait to have every single one! In one sitting! Like a pimp would!

Full cocktail menu here.

[Photo by Christina Castro]

The SF Berlin-Style Ping Pong League‘s been going strong all through the winter at Dear Mom, but now spring is here and the league’s numbers have grown quite a bit, so they’re moving to the big, enclosed, heated barn at SoMa StrEat Food Park. Here’s the deal:

The SF Berlin-Style Ping Pong League has a new season starting up next week. It’ll be every Monday for six Mondays in a row, this time in the big (enclosed, heated) barn at SoMa StrEat Food Park!!! Beer, wine, sangria — and *tons* of food trucks to choose from.

Form a team, join up, meet the other leaguers, make lifelong friendships, fall in love, perfect your ping pong skills, look forward to Mondays for the first time in your life, eat lots of good street food, win big prizes at the championship, etc., etc., etc., repeat, repeat, repeat! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ [link]

Sounds good! (Also, in addition to the food trucks, there’s a SKEEBALL TRUCK.) Register your team (or just yourself) here.

Here’s a look inside the barn:

[Barn photo by SFBay.ca] [Other photos by American Tripps]

A little birdie tipped us off that changes were afoot at Bruno’s (#yearofpaul), so we followed up. Acclaimed KronnerBurger barkeep Gabriel Lowe confirms the news thusly:

I’m unveiling a cocktail menu in the pussycat lounge (private room upstairs at Bruno’s) this Friday night. There may be a password. There may or may not be girls doing acrobatic (not stripping) pole performances dressed up like kittens. Kittens are hard to book short notice.

Awesome! Thanks, KronnerBurger for progressively giving us more and more reasons to venture further and further into the belly of Bruno’s.

[Both photos by Matthew Davis]

Or maybe my pal Nattles doesn’t know how to use a fork?

That’s right, can you believe it’s been a full two years since the Galley first changed the face of Clooney’s forever? Help ‘em celebrate the milestone this Friday:

In celebration of two tip-top years in the at kitchen at Clooney’s Pub, The Galley is throwing a party!  On Friday, March 1st, we’ll will be serving up Galley favorites, including our famous French Onion Sandwiches (portable versions of the soup), and Pickled Pepper Eggs.  The food doesn’t stop there: we’ll also have Navajo Tacos and more from Rocky of Rocky’s Frybread, and Guillermo from FogCutter/Dear Mom serving Fried Chicken Bao, Edamame, and other signature items.  Come help us celebrate, and bring your appetite — the Pickled Pepper Egg-eating contest (Starting at 7pm ) isn’t for the faint-of-heart.

It’ll be an epic rager for sure. (I’ve had the pleasure of partying with Chef Justin on a few occasions and I always end up wreckkkkked.)  RSVP and invite your friends!

P.S. Look at this picture of the Galley’s French onion sandwich.