Because I'm one of the few remaining newspaper titans to be rolling in as much gold as Beyonce frolics about in during that ubiquitous "Upgrade" video/commercial, I'm able to dine at Canlis every Friday - every Friday meaning every first Friday of December. (My better half's 33-1/3 birthday was this year's rationalization.)
Our steaks -- Filet Mignon for the lady, New York para mi -- were delicious, as always. And we lucked into getting a seat right by the window, probably due to the fact that we settled for a 9 p.m. rezzie. But while the cocktails have always been solid at the historic hillside establishment, they've long taken a backseat to the chow. Until Saturday, that is, when I noticed a drink with the most peculiar of names: A Pine Box for the Man With No Name. Yep, that's really the name of the drink, which includes Old Overholt whiskey, Galliano, Limoncello, Zirbenz Pine Spirits Cream, and Noble Pine Bitters.
I have a soft spot for Old Overholt, having been turned on to it by Gus Hellthaler, the owner of the Blue Moon, so I was biased heading in. But the drink was so divine that it served double-duty as both drink and dessert, a critical consolidation on a tab sure to have an impact on just about anyone's wallet. Turns out its name is homage to the spaghetti westerns Clint Eastwood starred in as a younger man. Hence, the Limoncello.