Thursday, May 19, 2011

There Ain't No Land Like Dixieland to Me




In passing on a raining night down Smith Street the Clover Club's doors were open and pushing out 1920's tunes.  The stripped down 5-piece with a muted trumpet, fiddle, upright bass, and two acoustic gypsy guitars was Gatsby.  That night, front gentleman Mr. Arenella wore black tie with a top hat, singing in a warm, haunting yet masculine manner, while directing His Dreamland in between sipping his  martini.  It was a contagious affair being truly lost in the moment, while watching this fanciful man play his trumpet and sing songs into every woman's heart.  To say the least, it was quite a copacetic evening. The big cheese is Michael Arenella & His Dreamland Orchestra that performs at Gin Mills all around New York City.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

A Waterfall of Txakoli

Txakoli (choc-oh-lee) or Txakolina digs its roots into the Basque Country of Spain.  This is a wine of culture, tradition and of the season.  One rarely sees this wine exported outside Spain with the United States being the one prime exception.  Not like it matters but the main varietal that produces Txakoli is Hondarrabi Zuri, which yields a dry, fresh, fizzy, style of white wine with citrus flavors and floral aromas.  Now, what makes Txakoli unique ? The presentation.  One should serve it in a tumbler not a wine glass, the pour should be above the shoulder to break up the carbonic gas and Txakoli is 11% alcohol so to consume an entire bottle alone will not be frowned upon.
Adored Producers: Txomin Etxaniz, Ameztoi, Xarmant


The Waterfall 

New York City Subway Scene

Casual done casually


A young Dandy at work or not

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Like Minded Gentlemen




Our official photographer has parted ways and reconciled differences with the Charles Lappel outfit.  Mr. Klimek has been quite the unsurpassable talent and while he was remunerated for his craft by transfering his vodka martinis and Grand Marnier shots to our tab he will be dearly missed.  Onwards, the search begins for the next underpaid talent.

Truest Regards,
CL

Maison Premiere


This is regale.  One can tell high-minded thought was placed on everything from the exit signs to the stately beverage program.  Maison Premier is a post Eighteenth Amendment New Orleans Raw Bar and Lounge serviced by moustached and suspendered gentlemen that appear to be before their time.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Scooter Bottega

Brooklyn, New York

These brave gents have the minerals it takes to tackle not just the modern but the Italian born VINTAGE beasts.  Outfitted in a garage the size of a New York City studio, with greased hands, lip locked Malboros, and Tom Waits crunching through the speakers one is self assured that that dented, paint chipped, rusty Vespa or Lambretta will breathe life once again.  Just ask for Robbie.

A Faithful Alternative to Paris


Nolita Rush