Drink up, matey! Today, I mention two very lovely bevvies you might want to try:
(1) Alcoholically speaking, you are bound to enjoy a visit to the newish Burritt Room, just below the Stockton Tunnel. If you are lucky - as the Delightful Susan and I were - you will have a cute Irish bartender who will explain words like 'demarara' to you in a fetching accent. Susan had a Jack Kerouac, akin to a margarita, and the color of a mango sunset. I got a bit shit-faced with my one drink, a Rum Collins, but then I'm a lightweight. The place has red velvet couches, a nice long bar, and the night of our visit at least, a live music trio. It's worth a return visit or three...right, Ms Mallon?
(2) Non-alcoholically, there is the perfection of Little Chihuahua's watermelon agua fresca. It is the essence of the fruit, not too sweet, and is spangled with fresh mint. So, so refreshing.
Ah, summer. Wait...it is summer, right? Let me defrost and get back to you on that.
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