Of course you noticed that I said 'alcoholic', and you know oh so well that I'm not going to talk about beer today, unless you're a fucktard like this pubic head.
"I was correct what..." said the pubic fucktard.
Being a beer blog restricted my inspirations for quite awhile, HOWEVER, I'm going to change this retarded mindset of mine and say whatever I want to say, like how you guys know me for.
Here comes the main selling point of today's post. Before I start blah blah-ing about what I'm gonna blah about, heed this piece of advice, or you will regret.
NEVER, EVER, GO TO AN UNDERGROUND BAR IN JAPAN.
The table is able to settle 5 customers, with maybe 2 tables for 4 to 1 table behind us. That's all to it.
I did, and I've never enjoyed any cocktails in Singapore anymore ever since. It was a tragedy. Never fucking mess with those Japanese bartenders even if their great grand-fathers fucked your great grand-mothers during WWII.
I ordered a Gin Fizz to test out how different can it be compared to Singapore's, and here's my result:
Japan: Took him 7 full minutes, from making my highball glass cold by spinning some ice inside, to the final stirring which was insanely skilled. The whole process was a pleasure to my eye. (sorry I can't describe how he did it, I had videos tho.)
Singapore: Took him 30 seconds until the final adding of soda water.
Insanity. Sorry to disappoint you but this was just a ripped off from googling "Japanese Bartender"
I have never imagined that a simple Gin Fizz, under a different set of hands, is able to pull a heaven and hell difference in taste. I will never forget that night. Never.
I will post the videos I took when the bartender is cocktail-ing my cocktails soon enough, like, after I learn how to upload videos onto a blog and stuff. Teach me if you know how to do it? I will sincerely say a sincere thank you to you through a sincere Yours sincerely postcard.... With my most sincere face as you can see below.
My most sincere face.
Sorry to end so abruptly but thank you for reading.
