Cocktail Hour seems to have fallen by the wayside. I’m not sure why. Several years ago, I instituted cocktail hour and I’ve been sticking to it as often as is practical. For instance, here’s a photo of my favorite drink from just a day ago.
Yes, I had this one at Charlie’s Bar in San Nicolaas, Aruba. But back to Cocktail Hour as a concept. The idea, for me, is to sit back, relax, reflect on the day, ponder what remains, and consider the future. Now, this is not an extreme effort, but a natural, organic unfolding. Call it a chance to let the mind roam without the usual boundaries of work or organized play. Often times, people jump from work, to home, to other activities without a bit of decompression. That’s a shame. An hour of calm is a good way to prepare for the storm.
Give it a try with the beverage of your choice.
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The Whiskey Jar
Charlottesville, Virginia. There’s a place on Main Street called The Whiskey Jar. Was there long enough for my hair to fall out. See photo below:
Nothing else needs to be said.
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on May 18, 2012 at 11:59 am Leave a CommentTags: bar, barroom, bourbon, Charlottesville, drinking, photo, photos, The Whiskey Jar, travel, whiskey