“He had a great stool at the bar and nobody sat there except Jack. But you know, he was writing his own obituary from the moment he began, and I think he was tragically seduced by his own destiny - although I’m not really qualified to say. But there have been countless biographies on him written by people who knew him well, and it seems he really did believe in the American Dream. I enjoy his impressions of America, certainly more than anything you’d find in Reader’s Digest. The roar of the crowd in a bar after work; working for the railroad; living in cheap hotels; jazz.”—Tom Waits on Jack Kerouac—
While on a recent trip to Oaxaca, Mexico….my wife and I stepped into a narrow door. Inside we discovered Los Amantes Mezcaleria, an amazing little bar that serves one thing Mezcal…the nectar of dreams, artists and love. This places carries Mezcal from the finest craftsmen of Mexico, those who know the art of it all. Los Amantes convince them to make a few extra barrels and carry them. I am lucky enough to have a bottle of one of their finest. If you convince me, I may let you have a sip.