On the phone, me “Lizzie, Hesh wants to go to Satan’s Whiskers. Is it any good?”
Lizzie (London based, ex Pernod, current Remy Martin, my best bud and go-to on cool London joints) “Yeah it’s fab! One of the industry peoples’ favourites actually. How does he know about it?”
Satan’s Whiskers it is then.
I hadn’t seen Hesh for four years – just before I’d moved to Mexico was the last time we’d caught up over a beverage. And here we are again with me telling him I’m coming back.
This particular afternoon was extraodinary as English weather goes – as in, bare legs no jumper weather – and we had two plans. A couple of beers in a beer garden enjoying the sun, then a couple of cocktails in Santan’s Whiskers round the corner. We started off over a beer, and feeling daring he went for a smoked pale ale… and wasn’t that convinced, ha ha!
Me “Did you know that they use peat, a natural carbon often found in the Scottish islands, to add the smoked flavour during the malting process??” – whoops, I’ve just slipped into alcohol-related ramble again!
Hesh “What are you going to do if you leave the alcohol industry for good? You obviously love it.”
Me “I’m not going to leave entirely… I’m going to write a blog about drinking alone.”
Hesh *Plays imaginary violin*
Hahaha. I guess I’m going to be getting that reaction a lot, but that’s why it’s worth writing all this!
We arrive to Satan’s Whiskers and are greeted by Joe the bartender. This bar is amazing, I quickly spot the devil decoration on the drip rail (see both photos) and… is that AN EAGLE(?) WITH A SNAKE’S HEAD? (see photo of French 75).
Joe explains that they offer different cocktails every single day. How is this possible? They have a huge library of drinks and the bartender working the shift chooses which they would like to make on that particular evening. His favourite on the menu is the French 75 with cognac, yum! So of course I ordered that, and Hesh a martini which apart from yum was also super photogenic! Hesh re-ordered the French (big fan of the maraschino cherry) whilst I moved onto mezcales. In Mexico, there are over 200 registered-to-sell-commercially mezcales, however in UK I’ve only consistantly seen about 3 different brands. They did have a cheeky Minero style however which I enjoyed a lot, and needless to say we were the last in the bar.
We left with Hesh commenting how he now understood why I prefer to sit at the bar instead of taking a seat at a table. Great success!!
-Satan’s Whiskers, Bethnal Green, London UK