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Lawless Distilling
A rare midweek pause in my busy schedule found me in a distillery/bar in the industrial section of South Minneapolis:
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Cue Lush Life by Billy Strayhorn:
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There was quite an extensive menu of bizarre cocktails, I had the Life is a Scream, with rum, orange bitters, cream and numerous other sweet and savory delights. It was served with a real scream:
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The evening’s theme was macabre art, as furnished by Caitlin Karolczak and Stef LM:
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The friendly staff belied the grim atmosphere:
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Afterwards I drove home to the dulcet tones of the Sigur Rós ( ) album. It isn’t my favorite, but it somehow suited my alcohol-fueled mood of quiet despair.
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