So I wrote this blog last OCTOBER, but never published it. So funny how all of it is still true today now that it’s the beginning of April.
I haven’t been out at the bar in over a month (maybe two) because I’ve been successfully trying to lose weight and be a healthier person overall (not staying out late, etc). So far I’ve lost 15 pounds (YAY!), but realized my social life has severely suffered. Before, every meal was part of my social calendar with a close friend. Lunch, dinner, everyday, all the time. Now, it seems that some of my closest friends have physically become the furtherest, from adventures to India, Prague, and more India, and also unavailable because of their work schedules (investment bankers, psht! <3).
So goes every recent grad’s story–we feel alone sometimes because we lack that constantly social interaction, and the stress of work isn’t overwhelming, but definitely a bit new. Our new reality was that what our routine is now will only become more strenuous and longer as we become more successful. Anyway, tonight I decided I need to write SOMETHING in my blog since I haven’t in a few months. It was something I committed too when I was a cool undergrad and I realized there is no reason to just give it up!
I went to Pegu Club with my friend Iris tonight. She originally introduced me to this great spot last year, and I all I remembered of it was its relatively spaciousness (the bouncer did a great job at preventing it from becoming too packed), and how it would be perfect for a date. One day, one day, I’ll bring that special someone here, but until then it is sacred for girl time.
It was what my typical Saturday nights used to look like–meet up with one of my close pals,catch up on man stories and job stories, and check-in on just about everything. It had been so long and much needed! Thankfully, my friends appreciate a perfect cocktail as much as I do, if not more, so I had two nights of greatness in a row. Friday, I went with Leeann to Blue Owl and had a delicious Cottontail, but Saturday was to top off the weekend nights!
Of course I somehow managed to encounter some rude bridge and tunnel older types at both bars, but hey–the deliciousness was worth it.
First up at Pegu was the mystery drink. Iris, one of my cocktail bar expert friends, explained to me that Milk and Honey didn’t have a menu and the bartenders would make what you wanted based on what your cravings were, but I didn’t expect this out of Pegu. They were out of the punch tonight, so I asked the bartender for a recommendation. He asked ever so simply if I liked raspberries, and when I said yes he proceeded to make me a delicious drink of Tanqueray, raspberries, and hints of other things that I didn’t catch (I wasn’t readily watching the whole time).
UPDATE (4/7): If you are in town and like the idea of Milk and Honey, then I can safely say you should consider Pegu Club a strong contender for your most delicious cocktail bar options.