They say “Drink like it’s prohibited” -- and prohibition tastes delicious.

You may remember my brother-in-law and “almost doctor” Voytek from previous entries on Lunch Blog. He’s the guy who tried to dissuade us on medical grounds from ordering the
Suribachi Burger at Swagger, and later
commented that “Medically speaking, the correct amount of
Whatafarms is zero, for the duration of your life.”
Well, the good sir finally graduated from med school recently, and as such he could actually attend his first Guys’ Night in a while. No more staying home and hitting the books, playing
Operation, watching old episodes of
"Quincy" or whatever homework it is that med students do.

For his return, Voytek requested we class it up and get fancy drinks at
The Rieger Hotel Grill & Exchange. And with many intriguing options on the cocktail menu there, each of us had a hard time deciding what to get for our first round. Voytek went with the Pendergast ($9) -- made with bourbon, Dolin sweet vermouth, Benedictine and Angostura bitters -- and dug it quite a bit.