Holy Heideggerian Hangar One Batman!

According to this article in today’s NYTimes, there are eight, count ’em (8!), schools of philosophical cocktail thought presently in vogue in America. Some adherents to certain schools, like the minimalist Violet Hour in Chicago, use eight, count ’em (8!) different types of ice in their concoctions.

And ELV thought there were only two kinds of drinks: a good one or a bad one.

But then we got to thinking…not thinking in a navel-gazing, Kierkegaardian kocktail sense, but more like a John Stuart Mill empiricist; and realized that the pragmatism of drink mixing, and structuralism involved in deconstructing the elements of a potent potable, simply gives them a humanistic bent that we think Fromm (not to mention Perls) would’ve approved of.

If, like Martin Heidegger, either of those two had taken a different cocktail fork in the road, they might’ve become phenomenologist ontological mixologists. Or something like that.

ELV’s favorite cocktail bars in LV (in no particular order*):

Downtown Cocktail Room

Sensi (in the Bellagio)

Bourbon Bar (at Twin Creeks in the Silverton)

Nora’s (the original on W. Flamingo)

Restaurant Charlie (The Palazzo)

Picasso (in the Bellagio)

Fleur de Lys (Mandalay Bay)


* We’re always open for suggestions** and recommendations….but don’t send us anywhere with bouncers, a velvet rope (Bar Noir), or attitude (most nightclubs).

** Speaking of suggestions***…how ’bouts we head out tonight for a Blue Blazer?  Or maybe just join us for Vodka-Time.

*** And we just heard about Frankie’s Tiki Room at 1712 W. Charleston, and will probably check it out tonight (or perhaps in a few minutes — since it’s open 24/7).

Freebasing Absinthe at Fleur de Lys

Absinthe maketh the heart grow fonder

Becky the Bartender is one diabolical drink diva. No sooner had ELV sidled up to the smart, cool and cozy bar at Fleur de Lys than she had him inhaling absinthe fumes through a long straw…and choking on the smoke like it’s 1983 all over again. Now, without giving away too much, let’s just say that ELV has been, at various times in his life….er…uh…well acquainted with the various highs and lows caused by various controlled substances. And one hit from the flamed-then-contained fumes of some Lucid absinthe took ELV straight back to a few wild parties from this era.

Becky is supposed to be getting us the recipe, but we think this is something best left to professionals. And you’ll have to excuse ELV now, as he needs to rock up some Peruvian flake and take another hit.