Sam B.
Google
My bartender (I think his name was Patrick) was an absolute legend. I started off the night by ordering a Whiskey Highball: simple and on theme given the setting. It was fine, but I found myself wanting to explore something a bit more unconventional with the bitters. I have exactly no clue what to order, but Patrick's got me covered. He whips up something magical: The Trinidad Sour. I'm hooked; it's bitters all night tonight. Next up, the Chartreuse Swizzle, a natural continuation from the Sour also tropical, but lighter and more approachable. I thought I’d stop there, but the last cocktail was the perfect finale: a Black Manhattan that brought me back to what this place is—a great speakeasy featuring Japanese whisky and bartenders who know their craft.