Memorable Last Calls
“Finally, I pulled her drink away as I refunded her $8, letting her know that it was time for her to leave. She didn’t seem to like that. She grabbed her bag off of the stool, stood up, reached towards her eye socket and removed her glass eye and set it on the bar.”
…And other tales of bar-ejections.
Elsewhere: “When I want to find good places to eat in a city I don’t know, I ask for recommendations from a bartender or barista who cares about what they do. They rarely steer me wrong.”