MADISON, WISCONSIN — With all the doom and gloom these days, it’s nice to see any sort of enthusiasm in the cocktail scene. We caught up with a local icon who still yearns for a rough Saturday service.
“Ohh, don’t tweeze me. Get in there in your hands you little freak,” the tiny little mint sprig said as we plucked them from the herb mise box. “What’s with this toddler grip, rough me up! Leaves are gonna go flying, but don’t you f*ckin stop. Don’t you stop until I’m bruised up, baby.”
**Editor’s Note: Interview was cut due to explicit subject matter.**