Cocktail columnist, bartender, and sometime fortuneteller Rosie Schaap's memoir 'Drinking With Men' is out today (here's a short, excellent excerpt), and I emailed with her about bars and books and oysters.
Edith Zimmerman: Do you remember your first drink?
Rosie Schaap: Yes, I certainly do. It was amaretto. My parents had thrown a party on Christmas Eve when I was five or so, and didn’t bother cleaning up the coffee table afterward. I woke up early on Christmas morning, and there were some snifters with a few sips left of a pretty, amber liquid. I sniffed it, and it smelled like candy, so I drank it. And [...]