“Boulevardier”. A wonderful word (American approximation would be “man about town”.) Boulevardier evokes Paris and its lights, Eiffel Tower, fashionable Parisians and Parisiennes, brasseries, restaurants, cafes, museums, galleries, art and architecture. And, of course, the Seine. It is also a cocktail favorite in Paris. HG makes it with one and a half shot glasses of rye whiskey, one shot glass of Campari (or Aperol), one shot glass of sweet vermouth. Mixed and poured over ice. Bartenders squeeze the essence of orange peel over it. HG prefers the citrus tang of some lemon juice. So, play a Django or Piaf CD. Sip a Boulevardier. Dream.
Always wise to follow HG’s advice in sensory matters. Gonna gather the components for Boulevardiers to be sipped this evening on our quite handsome roof terrace here on Riverside Drive (a friend calls it Roof Hampton).