Got out of work early, so I had a couple glasses of dark rum at Oh Sheas while reading Atwood's "The Blind Assassin." Then headed over to Village Whiskey, a new speakeasy-style joint in Rittenhouse Square to meet up with friends. I tried a couple of their specialty drinks, Between the Sheets and Fish House Punch, both of which combined my darlings rum and brandy. They were all right, but too sweet for my tastes. Fortunately the bartender was able to make me some killer sidecars. No, I didn't sample any of their eighty whiskeys. Whiskey is not my friend. I did however have their amazing duck fat french fries with sly fox cheddar sauce and one of the best burgers I've ever had. They have one crazy burger with foie gras and shit on it, but just the regular burger was pretty damn fantastic, just so juicy rare and flavorful. After that, we met up with some other people over at the redundantly-named Drinkers Pub where I kept drinking sidecars, but was really too drunk to know how good they were. Biking home drunk (on mostly empty roads) was pretty fun too.
