Hanging out in my local pretentious bar.  It’s not what I’d call the local pub – too many ‘interesting’ beers on the menu.  But oh so interesting.  And the bartender is talking about the sorts of drinks she’d like to try – will _have_ to come back in, even though the food is overpriced.  I have this image of having a book club here, and letting this bartender suggest a drink of the night.  She’s raving over international recipes and ingredients like tamarind. My kind of adventurous place.