The Burnt Fuselage Cocktail: Cognac, Grand Marnier and French vermouth.
I still remember the first time I filled out a tax form. I felt very official and bureaucratic; I was an important part of the American economy. Of course, I didn't make enough money that year to actually owe any taxes—I was filing to get all my withholding back. But still... Americans started paying income taxes in 1913, and... Continue Reading →