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My parents had a fancy built-in bar in their basement, but it was mostly for show. They hardly drank and there were decades-old liquor bottles ensconced on the shelves crusted over from lack of use. I learned the pleasure of cocktails from my foodie friends in San Francisco. And I’m grateful to them. Many regular readers know of my fondness for (super dry) vodka martinis. But I’m always on the hunt for good spirits. What’s your favorite?
Illustration by Rachel Levit Ruiz [1]