Category Archives: Drinking

LUCKY IN LOVE by Peter Nolan Smith

May 29, 2014 – 12:12 pm

The dawn sun burned misty shadows off the mountains and a stark brightness seared through my eyelids, as I rose from my sleeping bag to drink in the austere surroundings. Flatness stretched forever. A hissing wind pelleted my face with ancient brine. The salt lay five feet deep this far from the lake. A quick […]

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The Eternal Struggle

April 5, 2014 – 11:10 am

“Women are always right and they are never more right then when they are wrong and you try to convince of this.” – Pascha Ray After Sandy I visited my friend Richard Sweet in Brighton Beach. They hadn’t suffered from the huricane floods. I showed up on time, for his Ukrainian wife and he were […]

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EVERYDAY DRINKING by Kingsley Amis

March 27, 2014 – 11:45 am

Not everyone is cut out to be a drinker. It’s an exacting devotion. Appreciation and dedication are not to be found at TGIFs or mall beer joints, unless the serious drinker has no other choice, since everyone knows that drinking alone is a serious indication of alcoholism. As long as there’s one other living person […]

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BAD BOY DRIVING by Peter Nolan Smith

February 8, 2014 – 1:03 pm

In the fall of 1973 my college comrade Paul Deseret and I worked at the Hi-Hat Lounge in Brighton. The pay for busboys wasn’t much, but the girls were young, the drinks were cheap, and we could sell quaaludes and mescaline at the bar. Neither of them were the best available in Boston, but we […]

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GLATT BACCHUS by Peter Nolan Smith

February 5, 2014 – 3:54 pm

These days most people in America survive from paycheck to paycheck and New York’s Diamond District has been feeling the pinch, so that my bosses Richie Boy and his father Manny couldn’t offer me a place behind the counter upon my return from the Orient. “It’s brutal out there.” Manny always kvetched about business, but […]

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