IN days of yore, American men were expected to have opinions about drink. A signature cocktail, and how to mix it, mattered. It was part of the male identity, like the ability to grill meat or change a carburetor.
It was in this spirit that the literary critic Bernard DeVoto wrote a curious book, “The Hour: A Cocktail Manifesto…”
Mr. DeVoto was a true contrarian when it came to cocktails. No juice, no sweet stuff and no heat.
Oh hey, look; The Hour: A Cocktail Manifesto is available on Amazon.
Thanks to @lindstifa for the tip.
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