It's time for that solemn, reflective American holiday when we honor the fallen with charcoal smoke, sunburns, and a thunderous chorus of “Woo!” echoing from backyard decks.

 If you need an excuse to get recklessly intoxicated while convincing yourself it’s an act of intellectual celebration, World Cocktail Day is your golden ticket...

 The plan was simple: fly south and toast the brave Mexican soldiers who once kicked Napoleon’s nephews square in their imperial pantalones at the Battle of Puebla.

  The Cosmopolitan, or “Cosmo” if you’re on a first-name basis with your bad decisions, is the cocktail equivalent of a hot pink slap—brash, sparkly, and guaranteed to leave a mark...

 On April 7, 1933, after 13 years of prohibition, the sale of beer became legal. FDR signed the legislation and proclaimed "I think this would be a good time for a beer." 

...For bartenders and bar owners, the closures were devastating... When the lockdowns stretched from weeks to months, many realized they would never reopen...

Mojo Nixon was a raving lunatic; a manic, no bullshit, larger-than-life agent of chaos. During my lifetime, many of my heroes have passed, but this one really fucking hurts. 

Can you walk into a bar and trade your AA Chip in for a cocktail? We give you the unfiltered facts.

 17 bars, six games of pool, and an unknowable number of Miller Lites later, I finally tracked it down. But I could never have prepared myself for what I found along the way.