"Find Attaboy’s small teal-green building in an alley that would look abandoned if not for the painted martini glass on the front. Knock on the door to get in, and step through a large blackout curtain into one of the darkest rooms to drink in the city. There’s no menu here, you just tell the staff what kinds of cocktails or spirits you usually drink, what flavor you’re craving, or even what mood you’re in. They’ll craft something on the spot so good, that even your one friend who is extremely particular about their Old Fashioneds will be talking about it for weeks to come. Just don’t request vodka because nobody who works here thinks it brings anything to the party. " - ann walczak
Eliza Kennard