assuming he’s sporting a tw*tty beard and a topknot
shoreditch samurai innit
So that’s what it’s called then! Natural successor to the Hoxton Wedge, or have I airbrushed a decade or so?
Met a fella sporting said Samurai look at a do down in that there London the other day. Turned out to be a decent enough chap, but it took me a while to get beyond the “look”
There’s a cocktail bar called in the West End called Lab. Most of the good cocktail guys train there. They do awesome versions of every classic you can think of, plus a shedload more. Given that they’re not pretentious tossers they’ll do you a Mojito if you want one, but you’d be missing a trick.
Talking of East End, jumped up tossers – many years ago mate of mine was contracted to run the pop up bar for the opening of 93 Feet East (hip Brick Lane club that keeps getting busted) and I was roped in to help run the bar. About 1am this little w*nker (with a Hoxton wedge) who was one of the owners grabs me and a mate,takes us to the horrendously blocked and overflowing toilets, produces a mop and tells us to get to it. Near as dammit used his head to do the job. As it was told him where to go and spent the rest of the night giving free drinks to all and sundry (no Mojitos more’s the pity).