I have a soft spot for bars, and for the people who like to go to them. For one thing, bars put me through law school. When I was 21, I took a step up from serving “coffee and,” which had helped me get through college, to serving and making cocktails. My first bar job was in a glitzy, Mob-run nightclub that only looked glitzy in the dark. The required outfit was green pants, a […]

In Texas, Bar Lives Matter
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