Last Halloween I was in a pinch for a costume last minute. I knew I couldn’t cut two holes in a white sheet and go as a ghost like I did the year before, because I was in a bit of a sticky situation when I walked into a party

Fernet-Branca is a weird thing.  It’s wildly popular here in San Francisco, and more or less the national drink of Argentina.  Plus I’m pretty sure they drink it in Italy…but that’s it.  I’ve never seen it anywhere else.  In fact, my buddies were at the Lone Palm a few years