While flashy sports bars are in plenty and the typical upscale clubs are popping up all over the Metroplex, it is nice to step into a bar that allows you to take a breath, laugh, and not have to wear a skin-tight sequined dress to fit in. Tucked above view in the Shops at Mockingbird Station rests a cozy bar called The People’s Last Stand. It is small and handsome, with a sincerely personal feel. The owners/managers/bartenders are real people. Kartik Rathore, Omar Yeefoon, Daniel Bristol are great fun to get to know!
They are young, artistic, witty, and charming, making conversation with their patrons about the old-timey movies playing silently on the two flat-screens propped behind the shelves of colorful liquids– Breakfast at Tiffany’s on one and an old Charlie Chapman film on the other. Brilliant.
Faint familiar music plays in the background. And get this: you can actually hear your conversation with the person sitting across from you. This bar is lively, it is classy, and it created this week’s Drink of the Week!
In third place we have the Thyme Bomb, consisting of Ketel One Vodka, St. Germain, watermelon thyme syrup, lemon juice, and soda. It was good, very thymey, if that’s a word, and unique.
In second we have the Vetiver. The ingredients: Hayman’s Old Tom Gin, egg white, lemon, honey, St. Germain, orange flower water, and angostura bitters. This was initially my favorite. I loved the sweet frothy egg white cream that greets your lips and leads you to a cold, smooth, citrus-filled liquid. Like I said, this was initially my favorite.
And first place goes to … [drumroll please] … The Fogcutter. An adapted recipe from Martin Cate, Smuggler’s Cove, San Francisc with Appleton Estates VX Rum, Seagram’s Gin, Pisco Capel, Lemon Juice, Orange Juice, Orgeat Syrup, Olorosso Sherry. Despite the colorful umbrella peeking over the edge of the glass rim, this is not a girl’s girly froo-froo drink. It has a whopping 3 1/2 to 4 ounces of alcohol.
I love the name Fogcutter but to be honest, it’s more of a fog creator. As Chef Alain Ducasse once said, “desserts are like mistresses. They are bad for you. So if you are having one, you might as well have two.” I am not an advocate of mistresses, but I am a fan of a quality cocktail and think the dessert/mistress rule applies here. So my drinking companion and I ordered two, and our foggy brains lived happily ever after.