Yesterday, on a fine November day in Brooklyn— as the temperature soared to nearly 70 degrees and our sun-deprived flesh once again met it’s warm rays— twelve competitors stepped behind the bar of the Clover Club to do battle. Brandishing their Sherry-filled libation armaments, they let loose for a panel of esteemed judges and a crowd […]

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Before setting sail for battle, it is best to drink rum.  And a shitload of it. In fact, why don’t you light it on fire first to add a bit of toasty courage to your gullet (video below)?  So goes the wisdom of the Ron Cremat. This past weekend, my wife and I were once […]

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