by Mossie Power
Southern Hospitality is renowned around the world and it was something that this Irish blow-in to Dallas experienced at this year’s Tales of the Cocktail. What was hoped was to educate, taste and taste some more spirits. What was found was that there is spirit alive and kicking with the Texas service family.
For this eager traveler this was both a mixture of work and fun with the now legendary William Grant and Sons party on Wednesday night, with a movie, theme taking up the only time spent behind the stick. Texas was again represented in force with Carly Boord showcasing a cell with all the colors of the rainbow with Reyka. JP De Lora looked even more dapper than his usual fun self with slicked back hair and moustache with Milagro. Continue reading
by Dorothy Hernandez photos by Fred Plunkett
Everything at this year’s Tales of the Cocktail, just like Texas, was bigger. Here’s a roundup of our week (what we can remember, anyway).
Tales founder Ann Tuennerman shared with us via email some of this year’s hottest trends, echoing The Standard Pour’s Brian McCullough, with whom we chatted on Wednesday.
There is a “renewed appreciation for tequila and mezcal and the craftsmen behind the product. We had a tasting event plus a few seminars in tequilas, mezcals and rare agave spirits,” she said, adding the gin and tonic is becoming more popular. Continue reading
by Dorothy Hernandez
If the hour-plus wait and getting shut down by the cops are any indication, the Bare Knuckles bar fight at the Jax Brewery was one of the hottest parties of Tales of the Cocktail Friday night in the Big Easy—and Texas was there to represent.
Since we couldn’t get in, we caught up with 86 Co.’s and Texas’ own Jason Kosmas the day after to get the scoop on the party where Bar Smyth was among the teams battling for fancy drinks supremacy and global domination, well at least bar domination. Continue reading
by Dorothy Hernandez
Bonnie Wilson had a busy week in New Orleans for Tales of the Cocktail. The bartender from The Ranch at Las Colinas in Irving arrived last Monday, prepped for the Texas Tailgate on Tuesday, competed in the 21 Cocktail Salute on Thursday and served up drinks with a healthy twist (think spinach, beets, cucumber and booze) at the VeeV Fresh Market outside Hotel Monteleone in the hot sun on Saturday.
With such seminars as Agave Amigos at the festival this year, the three-time Tales veteran backed up the idea that agave is having its moment. As a spirit, it’s blown up in the past couple of years. Continue reading
by Dorothy Hernandez
Thursday morning, Bar Smyth’s Omar Yeefoon took the national title of Stoli’s Most Original Bartender, winning over the judges with creative cocktails such as a play on a Manhattan and a deconstructed Moscow Mule, which entailed lime, brown sugar, a shot of vodka and candied sugar on a plate. He competed against four other bartenders from New York, Miami, LA, Dallas and Chicago. Yeefoon took Dallas last month at Candleroom where he went head to head with Cedar Social’s Trina Nishimura and the Dram’s Jason Birt. Continue reading
by Steven Doyle
It’s that time of year again. You know, when all our favorite bartenders (well, almost all of them) jaunt off to New Orleans for the annual convention at the Tales of the Cocktail. Not to be left out, we sent a few reporters to New Orleans to not only sip some fantastic cocktails, but to ferret out the new trends in boozery, sample some of the local cuisine and flavor and otherwise attempt to check in daily with some photos and a report.
Let’s see how our contacts do at the Tales. We hope to hear from them real soon. Right, guys?
Somehow I think this might be like chasing down Hunter S. Thompson reporting on the Super Bowl.
by Steven Lindsey Photos by Rodrigo Orta
Every year at Tales of the Cocktail, William Grant & Sons unleashes their vast portfolio of great liquor brands at parties with fanfare like no other. At tonight’s party at the New Orleans Museum of Art, they pulled out all the stops in celebration of the tenth birthday of Tales. Continue reading