07/24/08 07:55 PM
The Absinthe-minded Imbibers
The focus of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio was absinthe… as always, the show featured your truly, and host Mike “Stretch” Roberts. We were joined that day by a lovely and talented guest bartender, Lori Theisen (pictured) of Ma’kai Lounge in Santa Monica, CA.
In the first segment of what Stretch called “our most dangerous show yet,” we discuss everything from the unique absinthe buzz to the wicked hangover I was feeling that morning to a murder that caused all sorts of traffic problems that morning in Hollywood. Lori explains the proper way to serve absinthe, which involves sugar cubes, spoons, water and fire. We also pound glasses of the first of three different absinthes we had in the studio, Versinthe.
Click the podcast link below to hear Part One.
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part One
The focus of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio was absinthe… as always, the show featured your truly, and host Mike “Stretch” Roberts. We were joined that day by a lovely and talented guest bartender, Lori Theisen (pictured) of Ma’kai Lounge in Santa Monica, CA.
In the first segment of what Stretch called “our most dangerous show yet,” we discuss everything from the unique absinthe buzz to the wicked hangover I was feeling that morning to a murder that caused all sorts of traffic problems that morning in Hollywood. Lori explains the proper way to serve absinthe, which involves sugar cubes, spoons, water and fire. We also pound glasses of the first of three different absinthes we had in the studio, Versinthe.
Click the podcast link below to hear Part One.
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part One
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07/24/08 07:54 PM
The Absinthe-minded Imbibers, Part 2
Part Two of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio was hot… literally! While preparing the second absinthe sampled, La Fee, Lori accidentally set the studio on fire. Fortunately Stretch and I acted quickly and smothered the flames with the June issue of Maxim featuring Marisa Miller on the cover. It is seriously one of the funniest things ever. Click the link below to check it out.
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Two
Part Two of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio was hot… literally! While preparing the second absinthe sampled, La Fee, Lori accidentally set the studio on fire. Fortunately Stretch and I acted quickly and smothered the flames with the June issue of Maxim featuring Marisa Miller on the cover. It is seriously one of the funniest things ever. Click the link below to check it out.
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Two
07/24/08 07:54 PM
The Absinthe-minded Imbibers, Part 3
Part Three of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio finds us beginning to show the effects of too much absinthe. Several people call in and ask questions that I make some half-hearted attempts to answer.
It is also determined that absinthe makes us horny… yeah, baby!
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Three
Part Three of the July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio finds us beginning to show the effects of too much absinthe. Several people call in and ask questions that I make some half-hearted attempts to answer.
It is also determined that absinthe makes us horny… yeah, baby!
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Three
07/24/08 07:49 PM
The Absinthe-minded Imbibers, Part 4
The July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio ends with me slurring and making crude advances toward Lori.
Stretch claims to be sober, which in itself is quite a remarkable development.
There’s talk about bar fights in NYC, panty removal and gay sex. Fun for the whole family. Really!
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Four
The July 11th installment of our weekly segment on Maxim Radio ends with me slurring and making crude advances toward Lori.
Stretch claims to be sober, which in itself is quite a remarkable development.
There’s talk about bar fights in NYC, panty removal and gay sex. Fun for the whole family. Really!
Podcast -- Stretch Show, July 11, Part Four
07/24/08 05:01 PM
It's Always Funny on
"Sunny"
And now here we are years later, "Sunny" is a huge hit
and Rob and Kaitlin, well, those sonsofbitches still
owe me money for the bar tab they skipped out on the
day we met. It's okay, though, cuz I know where to find
them...every day from 4-9 pm at a strip club down near
the airport.
YOU can find them on FX beginning this September when
"Sunny" returns with all new episodes. For now, you
simply must check out this hilarious promo for the
show, inspired by an LL Cool J
classic...
07/24/08 04:40 PM
The Secrets of Chambers
Say hello to our newest contributor... K.D. Chambers is a writer/bartender/actress/astrologer living in Venice, CA, who has worked in and around the adult beverage biz for eight years. Plus, she was once expelled from Coronado High School for drinking, making K.D. a natural to write a blog about the in's and out's (mostly outs) of corner-bar boozing.
Why
I'm writing this blog
By
K.D. Chambers
For the past eight years
I’ve worked as a bartender at a little hole-in-the-wall
in Santa Monica that we'll call Jake's Place to protect
the not-so-innocent. In that time I’ve witnessed things
I dare not recount in any reputable journal, which is
precisely how I wound up here. Like this website,
Jake's wears its depravity like a badge of honor. In
addition to being a cesspool of downgrade humanity, it
is also a lush atmosphere for cultural enlightenment
and a veritable University of Life Lessons. Its status
as a “dive” bar is evident of the diverse clientele
that enter its doors and my observations &
discoveries are as varied as its colorful inhabitants.
I play the role of bartender, den mother, sheriff,
steely headmistress, performer & nubile imp to a
revolving cast of the homeless, crazy, drunk, crusty,
young, hip, football loving, village idiots, regular
fun-seekers and warm and friendly townfolk.
I finally get it (sort of). Thanks dude.
It has taken me down and around and back, yet I’ve finally discovered the beauty of this little bar. Jake's is neither good nor evil but merely a fascinating kaleidoscope of human behavior. In the smoky folds and shades of grey, there is insight to be gained from its complex cast characters if you’re willing to look. Not every asshole will become a saint and the pernicious diseases that thrive in dive bars do not disappear because you seek to see the glass half-full. I still perform weekly bouts of verbal castrations to those who don’t play fair. And the good the bad and the ugly are all included. But I am grateful that I can still be surprised by people, especially those long ago cast-off into the hate file. The fact that I actually “got over” a regular yelling at the top of his lungs on a Saturday night “I RUN A COMPANY AND YOU’RE JUST A BARTENDER!” is a testament to that.
I’ve heard countless people tell me they want to write a book about Jake's Place, or have it at the center of its own reality show. At the very least, it’s a memorable place. Well, I figure the show’s already in progress, only the cameras aren’t rolling. So, for now, this blog will have to do…
07/24/08 02:05 PM
The Champion of Chambord
By Dan Dunn
The Imbiber has long been a fan of Chambord for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that the ladies flat-out flipped over the empty bottle I had mounted on the dashboard of my El Camino back in sophomore year of college. As aphrodisiacs go, it was the automotive accessory equivalent of raw oysters and expensive champagne… or so I imagined, given that the most a date could reasonably expect out of me in those cash-strapped days was some beer and pot stickers during happy hour at TGI Fridays. It was back then that Chambord, a syrupy raspberry-flavored liqueur from France’s Loire Valley, emerged as a key ingredient in such Party Girl cocktail favorites as the purple hooter and a popular variation of sex on the beach. Indeed, for many skirt-chasers like me who came of age (drinking age, that is) in the eighties and nineties, Chambord is and always will be the abiding liqueur of love. And by “love” I mean drunken one-night stands in cramped apartments shared by far too many roommates.To read the rest of it click here...
By Dan Dunn
The Imbiber has long been a fan of Chambord for a number of reasons, not the least of which being that the ladies flat-out flipped over the empty bottle I had mounted on the dashboard of my El Camino back in sophomore year of college. As aphrodisiacs go, it was the automotive accessory equivalent of raw oysters and expensive champagne… or so I imagined, given that the most a date could reasonably expect out of me in those cash-strapped days was some beer and pot stickers during happy hour at TGI Fridays. It was back then that Chambord, a syrupy raspberry-flavored liqueur from France’s Loire Valley, emerged as a key ingredient in such Party Girl cocktail favorites as the purple hooter and a popular variation of sex on the beach. Indeed, for many skirt-chasers like me who came of age (drinking age, that is) in the eighties and nineties, Chambord is and always will be the abiding liqueur of love. And by “love” I mean drunken one-night stands in cramped apartments shared by far too many roommates.To read the rest of it click here...
07/23/08 09:56 PM
Reading: It Does a Drinker Good
Okay, so I accept the fact that there are still a few of you out there who haven’t yet gone to Amazon.com and purchased my critically-acclaimed book, “Nobody Likes a Quitter (and other reasons to avoid rehab.)” Are my feelings hurt? Well, sure, a little bit. After all, I did invest a great deal of time and energy writing the book. The least you could do is, you know, pick it up and at least attempt to read it. But maybe you just need a little nudge in the right direction, like this excerpt, for instance:
Step 11: I’m Only Hanging On To Watch You Go Down
When The Beast’s hired goons arrived at my door, I had an inkling that they hadn’t come bearing good tidings. Large men with low IQs in the employ of unscrupulous attorneys seldom do. Fortunately, the cretins hadn’t come to stomp my head in. One of them handed me a manila envelope while his associate documented the exchange with a video camera. Then, without saying a word, they left.
The envelope contained a note from The Beast demanding that I “cease and desist with any and all creative endeavors related to the personal life of my client.” The client he referred to was the unkempt, unemployed, unoustable slug who at that very moment was sprawled out on my sofa, wearing what had been my favorite pair of boxer shorts, and watching — for the sixth time in half as many days — a DVD copy of Team America: World Police.
“Relax,” Bottomfeeder said matter-of-factly as I wrestled with a nearly irresistible urge to throttle him once and for all. “The letter’s just a formality. You can keep writing about me in your little book thingy so long as a few conditions are met.”
“Conditions?” I growled.
“Yeah. Just a couple of deal points. No biggie,” he replied, his eyes shifting back to the movie. “Oh, this is the part where the puppets get it on. It’s the best!”
That’s when I blew my top. I’m pretty sure my bottom dropped out, too.
“What conditions, man?!” I hollered. “What the fuck more could you possibly want from me?!!!”
“Whoa — easy there, big man. There’s no reason to go ballistic,” Bottomfeeder said. “In fact, you should be thrilled. You see, I want to play you in my next movie.”
As is so often the case when it comes to the utterings of my bloodsucking boarder, I didn’t see that one coming.
“Me?”
“Yes, YOU!” he replied. “Or at least a character based on you.”
Against my better judgment, I was intrigued. “Really? Me? A movie? Wow! What’s it about?”To read the rest of it click here...
Okay, so I accept the fact that there are still a few of you out there who haven’t yet gone to Amazon.com and purchased my critically-acclaimed book, “Nobody Likes a Quitter (and other reasons to avoid rehab.)” Are my feelings hurt? Well, sure, a little bit. After all, I did invest a great deal of time and energy writing the book. The least you could do is, you know, pick it up and at least attempt to read it. But maybe you just need a little nudge in the right direction, like this excerpt, for instance:
Step 11: I’m Only Hanging On To Watch You Go Down
When The Beast’s hired goons arrived at my door, I had an inkling that they hadn’t come bearing good tidings. Large men with low IQs in the employ of unscrupulous attorneys seldom do. Fortunately, the cretins hadn’t come to stomp my head in. One of them handed me a manila envelope while his associate documented the exchange with a video camera. Then, without saying a word, they left.
The envelope contained a note from The Beast demanding that I “cease and desist with any and all creative endeavors related to the personal life of my client.” The client he referred to was the unkempt, unemployed, unoustable slug who at that very moment was sprawled out on my sofa, wearing what had been my favorite pair of boxer shorts, and watching — for the sixth time in half as many days — a DVD copy of Team America: World Police.
“Relax,” Bottomfeeder said matter-of-factly as I wrestled with a nearly irresistible urge to throttle him once and for all. “The letter’s just a formality. You can keep writing about me in your little book thingy so long as a few conditions are met.”
“Conditions?” I growled.
“Yeah. Just a couple of deal points. No biggie,” he replied, his eyes shifting back to the movie. “Oh, this is the part where the puppets get it on. It’s the best!”
That’s when I blew my top. I’m pretty sure my bottom dropped out, too.
“What conditions, man?!” I hollered. “What the fuck more could you possibly want from me?!!!”
“Whoa — easy there, big man. There’s no reason to go ballistic,” Bottomfeeder said. “In fact, you should be thrilled. You see, I want to play you in my next movie.”
As is so often the case when it comes to the utterings of my bloodsucking boarder, I didn’t see that one coming.
“Me?”
“Yes, YOU!” he replied. “Or at least a character based on you.”
Against my better judgment, I was intrigued. “Really? Me? A movie? Wow! What’s it about?”To read the rest of it click here...
07/23/08 08:53 PM
Look, ma, I’m on the radio!
On July 9th your Imbiber was a one of three members of a “booze panel” that appeared live on Tom Leykis’ nationally syndicated radio program, and boy oh boy was it ever, uh, interesting. Let’s see, we got drunk on the air and I inadvertently insulted the sole female panelist. Then I accused Leykis of being high on absinthe and punk-slapping Adam “Sommelier to the Stars” Leemon. Also got myself in hot water after a less than flattering assessment of the overall pulchritude female population of Philadelphia… it’s my hometown – I was just joking! The show was a real hoot. If you’d like to listen to it…
CLICK HERE
And if that’s not enough for you, the following link will take you to the podcast archive for Leykis’ “Tasting Room” program, on which I also recently guested. When you get there, scroll down to where it says “Alcoholic Writer Dan Dunn” (um, are they trying to tell me something?) and click “Play.” Then sit back, relax and enjoy the smooth vocal stylings of yours truly…
CLICK HERE FOR THE TASTING ROOM ARCHIVE
On July 9th your Imbiber was a one of three members of a “booze panel” that appeared live on Tom Leykis’ nationally syndicated radio program, and boy oh boy was it ever, uh, interesting. Let’s see, we got drunk on the air and I inadvertently insulted the sole female panelist. Then I accused Leykis of being high on absinthe and punk-slapping Adam “Sommelier to the Stars” Leemon. Also got myself in hot water after a less than flattering assessment of the overall pulchritude female population of Philadelphia… it’s my hometown – I was just joking! The show was a real hoot. If you’d like to listen to it…
CLICK HERE
And if that’s not enough for you, the following link will take you to the podcast archive for Leykis’ “Tasting Room” program, on which I also recently guested. When you get there, scroll down to where it says “Alcoholic Writer Dan Dunn” (um, are they trying to tell me something?) and click “Play.” Then sit back, relax and enjoy the smooth vocal stylings of yours truly…
CLICK HERE FOR THE TASTING ROOM ARCHIVE
07/22/08 08:53 PM
wines of the week...
Chivite Coleccion 125 Reserva 2001
The blend: 58% tempranillo, 29% merlot, 13% cabernet sauvignon
Why you should buy it: ‘Cuz it’s made from the best of the best grapes from Julian Chivite’s Senorio de Arinzano winery in Aberin (Navarra region).
What it tastes like: The black fruit comes at you and comes at you hard. There’s a smokiness to it as well, along with some hints of licorice.
What to serve it with: A Portobello mushroom burger prepared on a barbecue (click here for a recipe)
Say this and sound smart: The Senorio de Arinzano estate was designed by famed architect Rafael Moneo, the man behind the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels in Los Angeles.
The price: $47
Imbiber rating: 90
Don Miguel Gascon Malbec 2006
The blend: 100% Malbec
What you should know about it: It’s made in Argentina, and Malbec is the single most important grape in Argentina.
What it tastes like: There's coffee, cherry, plum and blueberry flavor in there.
What to serve it with: It’s a versatile wine that pairs well with virtually anything.
Say this and sound smart: The Malbec grape arrived in Argentina from France in 1852
The price: $12
Imbiber rating: 88
Chivite Coleccion 125 Reserva 2001
The blend: 58% tempranillo, 29% merlot, 13% cabernet sauvignon
Why you should buy it: ‘Cuz it’s made from the best of the best grapes from Julian Chivite’s Senorio de Arinzano winery in Aberin (Navarra region).
What it tastes like: The black fruit comes at you and comes at you hard. There’s a smokiness to it as well, along with some hints of licorice.
What to serve it with: A Portobello mushroom burger prepared on a barbecue (click here for a recipe)
Say this and sound smart: The Senorio de Arinzano estate was designed by famed architect Rafael Moneo, the man behind the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels in Los Angeles.
The price: $47
Imbiber rating: 90
Don Miguel Gascon Malbec 2006
The blend: 100% Malbec
What you should know about it: It’s made in Argentina, and Malbec is the single most important grape in Argentina.
What it tastes like: There's coffee, cherry, plum and blueberry flavor in there.
What to serve it with: It’s a versatile wine that pairs well with virtually anything.
Say this and sound smart: The Malbec grape arrived in Argentina from France in 1852
The price: $12
Imbiber rating: 88
07/22/08 08:02 PM
NEW TIME SLOT!
Beginning July 18th, my weekly segment on Maxim Radio (Sirius, channel 108) will air every Friday from 1 to 2 pm EST.
On Friday July 25th, our main topic of discussion will be VODKA!!!!
CLICK HERE FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT MAXIM RADIO
07/22/08 07:52 PM
By Dan Dunn
Recently I profiled the nightlife/eatery scene in the great City of Brotherly Love, for the esteemed wine and spirits journal, Patterson’s The Tasting Panel. In the piece, I pointed out that many people from my hometown wear their notorious orneriness like a badge of honor, after a few beers Philly fans can make soccer hooligans look like Mr. Rogers, and that attitude has influenced local barroom offerings since the days when Ben Franklin and his drinking buddies decided the funny-accent crowd should return to England.
I also gave props to my homegirl Joan Jett.
CLICK ON THE WORD "PHILLY" TO SEE THE PDF
philly
07/22/08 05:10 PM
By Dan Dunn
Like many a diehard Van Halen fan, the Imbiber would have preferred the Sammy Hagar years had never come to pass. Granted, VH produced a number of chart-toppers during its eleven-year Red Rocker era (1985-1996), but as anyone who caught the band in concert on their recent tour can attest, tracks such as “Why Can’t This Be Love?” and “Summer Nights” reached new levels of sonic stupendousness with the dynamic David Lee Roth on vocals. Plus, didn’t the world just seem a little less exciting without Diamond Dave swinging from the rafters in pastel-colored “mandex” tights?To read the rest of it click here...
07/22/08 03:19 PM
Most days the Imbiber wishes he were still in college. The parties, the late nights, the parties, sleeping until all hours of the day, the parties… come to think of it, my life now really isn’t all that different than it was back in college anyway.
Those leading more respectable lives than I am might relish the opportunity to temporarily tap into your former frat-boy or sorority-girl selves. What better way to return to your college days than with a game of Flip Cup? How about the largest game of Flip Cup ever played in the U.S.?To read the rest of it click here...
07/22/08 02:03 PM
From my latest Imbiber column in
amNewYork...
"Firefly
Sweet Tea Vodka"
The Internet is also a useful tool for gathering
information, and after a Google search that included,
among others, the words “stripped-down,” “yummy,” and
“get some,” I was able to confirm the existence of (a)
Firefly Sweet Tea Vodka and (b) at least 57 strip clubs
and sex shops located along the I-99 corridor.
CLICK "FIREFLY SWEET
TEA" LINK TO SEE PDF OF ENTIRE
COLUMN
Firefly Sweet
Tea
07/22/08 11:04 AM
By Barry Smith
www.barrysmith.com
A mere two years ago I was in my late 30s, then last year I was 40, and now, today, this very day, all that is behind me. I'm now officially in my early 40s.
I miss 40 already. Had such a nice ring to it. Kinda biblical, in a way – 40 years of wandering in the desert, rained for 40 days and nights, Ali Baba's 40 thieves, 40 ounces ...(Those last two not technically mentioned in the Bible, but whatever.)
But 41? Ugh. Pointless, asymmetrical and meandering.
Last year on my birthday I wrote a column listing the things that I had yet to accomplish or even gotten around to in my life up to that point – for example, I wasn't yet the ruler of an exotic, tropical island, couldn't tie a necktie, hadn't watched "The Godfather" yet, etc - but this year, to ease the sting of the awkward age of 41, as well as divert my attention from the fact that I STILL haven't done any of the things on that list, I'm going to take the positive route. I'm going to toot my own horn a little bit and make a list of...To read the rest of it click here...
07/22/08 10:45 AM
Flipping over a
great new documentary
Imbiber.net editor-at-large
Curtis Robinson and I recently attended a screening in
San Francisco of Academy Award-winning director Alex
Gibney's latest documentary, "Gonzo." The film
chronicles the exploits of the late Gonzo journalist,
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson.
07/22/08 10:17 AM
If Paris’s namesake Perez Hilton has taught us website managers anything, it’s that having photos of celebrities can really help boost a site’s traffic numbers. As this photo clearly indicates, like the Fox Network, I will do anything for ratings.
And despite visual evidence to the contrary, I was NOT drunk when this photo was taken… we here at TheImbiber.net pride ourselves on promoting responsible drinking at all times. That said, the ecstasy I’d taken that night really fucked me up.
To see more pictures of drugged-out booze writers and famous folk click here
07/22/08 09:21 AM
If you happen by Flagstaff,
AZ…
My friend Jason and his lovely wife have created a restaurant review podcast and blog called "Hottie & The Fatso." She is not the Fatso, btw. The site features restaurant reviews of many of Flagstaff’s hotspots... yes, there ARE indeed hotspots in Flagstaff. Plus, it’s very funny.
My friend Jason and his lovely wife have created a restaurant review podcast and blog called "Hottie & The Fatso." She is not the Fatso, btw. The site features restaurant reviews of many of Flagstaff’s hotspots... yes, there ARE indeed hotspots in Flagstaff. Plus, it’s very funny.
07/21/08 11:25 PM
It’s entirely likely TheImbiber.net will be embraced as the first Bible of the 21st Century Drinking Class. In addition to Dan Dunn's surprisingly thorough spirits reportage, we'll delve into his curious relationship with his squatter/roommate Bottomfeeder, a destined-to-be legendary wastrel who is unemployed, out of shape, clearly in need of some sort of intervention, if the restraining orders taped to the refrigerator can be believed. The informative wine and spirits material will be intermittently flavored with hilarious yarns involving unscrupulous agents, hapless Hollywood executives, porn-star neighbors and assorted other outlandish characters who exist within the author’s sauce-soaked domain. This site is part drinking guide (well, in the same way that “Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius” is a child-care tipsheet); part bartender’s guide (well, in the way that “The Sun Also Rises” is a travel guide); and part expose into the sloshy world of big-time spirits reportage (well, in the way that “Airplane 2” exposed the truth about airline culture).
07/21/08 04:18 PM
That show today was The Best radio show you two have done, and no disrespect to Stretch, but his overall best show. Love to take a booze cruz with you if you ever want to come to BC for a wine/beer tour. Most of the spirits are done on the East Coast.
-- Scott (Scooter if you want)
The Imbiber replies: The “Scooter option” has to do with an observation I made on the air during my June 13th segment on Maxim Radio (see above) about the inordinate amount of callers with redneck names. In fact, within one 15-minute period, we heard from a Shooter, a Tex and a Cody. Had Hoss called in, all would have been right in the universe. Ah, well, maybe this week. As for booze “cruzes” in Canada… nah! I only go up there for the cheap drugs!
Hi Dan,
I had a really greta pear martini out recently - the menu indicated it was Grey Goose Pear, St Germaine and lemon juice. Can you offer any suggestions for measurements or similar sounding recipes?
-- Julia Clarke
The Imbiber replies: The following recipe comes courtesy of Grey Goose’s resident mixologist…
1 1/2 Parts Grey Goose La Poire
3/4 Parts St Germaine Elderflower Cordial
3/4 Part simple syrup
4 wedges of Meyer Lemons or 3/4 oz Fresh Squeezed Lemon
Garnish: Mint Leaves
Glassware: Martini
In the bottom of a cocktail shaker muddle together the Meyer lemons and simple syrup. Add la Poire and Elderflower Cordial. Shake vigorously until the outside of the shaker is frosted and beaded with sweat. Strain into martini glass and top with mint leaves.
07/19/08 10:01 PM
Upon further review…
"Wine and spirits writer Dan Dunn will be the first to admit that he drinks more than he should. He loves his 'nectar from the gods' and shares the boozed-out debacle that is his life in this new book. Dunn is a constantly-plastered, womanizing smartass who’s, unfortunately, funny."
-- Alia Cruz, Sacramento News & Review
(Imbiber says: Guess we’ll file that review under “backhanded compliment.” Why is ‘unfortunate’ that I’m funny? Hmm…)
CLICK HERE TO READ THE FULL REVIEW
"Wine and spirits writer Dan Dunn will be the first to admit that he drinks more than he should. He loves his 'nectar from the gods' and shares the boozed-out debacle that is his life in this new book. Dunn is a constantly-plastered, womanizing smartass who’s, unfortunately, funny."
-- Alia Cruz, Sacramento News & Review
(Imbiber says: Guess we’ll file that review under “backhanded compliment.” Why is ‘unfortunate’ that I’m funny? Hmm…)
CLICK HERE TO READ THE FULL REVIEW
07/14/08 11:27 PM
Somebody Likes a Quitter
"When it comes to drinking, Dan Dunn is a man who knows what he’s talking about."
-- Pete Nichols, The State News, Michigan State University
Click here to read the complete article
"Former Philly guy Dan Dunn has just released "Nobody Likes a Quitter (And Other Reasons to Avoid Rehab)" with Thunder's Mouth/Perseus Books. The booze writer, who blogs at TheImbiber.net, details drunken run-ins with Paris Hilton, Bono, Keanu Reeves, Kiefer Sutherland, Hunter S. Thompson and more in his book."
-- Dan Gross, The Philadelphia Daily News
"His ability to grab a reader's attention seems at points, effortless."
-- Lauren Smith, The Daily Gamecock, University of South Carolina
Click here to read the complete article
"Quitter is written in such a way that the reader feels more like he or she is hearing stories told by a slightly tipsy uncle than actually reading a book."
-- Carly Doenges, The University News, St. Louis University
Click here to read the complete article
"Dunn consumes nearly every known mainstream and indigenous intoxicant in North America and Europe while remaining ever so loyal to the Deadline, capital D, and his responsibility to his readers. "
-- Christopher Wanjek, author, Bad Medicine
Click here to read the complete article
"It's a job that sounds too good to be true. While many alcoholics end up begging for change on street corners, Dunn actually gets paid to drink for free."
-- Bianca Phillips, The Memphis Flyer
Click here to read the complete article
"Provocative and at many times raunchy, the book is hilarious."
-- Kelli DeWalt, The Hofstra Chronical, Hofstra University
Click here to read the complete article
"I have tippled and traveled with Dunn, and I know that at least some of these stories have some connection to the truth. As they say on television, do not try this at home."
-- Chris Rubin, The Los Feliz Ledger
Click here to read the complete article
“His hilarious memoir chronicles his voyages across the seas of booze-column stardom. Accompanied by a crew of quirky characters, including his freeloading roommate turned Hollywood superstar, Bottomfeeder, and a demonic, blackmailing attorney, The Beast, Dunn sets out to prove that sobriety is completely and utterly overrated.”
-- Andrea Bullard, The Pitt News, University of Pittsburgh
Click here to read the complete article
“Other parts of the book are dedicated to Dunn’s interaction with his roommate Bottomfeeder, a parasitic character for whom the reader would feel more contempt if Dunn himself were not so thoroughly annoying.”
-- Jason Engelhart, The Badger Herald, University of Wisconsin
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Thank you from the bottom of my heart (that's where all the sweet stuff has settled) to everyone who ordered the book. If you haven't ordered the book yet, it's okay, I forgive you. But please do it now, or risk losing me forever. Just click on any one of the handy little Amazon.com links below. I've provided four of them, in consideration of those of you that may have poor eyesight and/or the shakes.
"When it comes to drinking, Dan Dunn is a man who knows what he’s talking about."
-- Pete Nichols, The State News, Michigan State University
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"Former Philly guy Dan Dunn has just released "Nobody Likes a Quitter (And Other Reasons to Avoid Rehab)" with Thunder's Mouth/Perseus Books. The booze writer, who blogs at TheImbiber.net, details drunken run-ins with Paris Hilton, Bono, Keanu Reeves, Kiefer Sutherland, Hunter S. Thompson and more in his book."
-- Dan Gross, The Philadelphia Daily News
"His ability to grab a reader's attention seems at points, effortless."
-- Lauren Smith, The Daily Gamecock, University of South Carolina
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"Quitter is written in such a way that the reader feels more like he or she is hearing stories told by a slightly tipsy uncle than actually reading a book."
-- Carly Doenges, The University News, St. Louis University
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"Dunn consumes nearly every known mainstream and indigenous intoxicant in North America and Europe while remaining ever so loyal to the Deadline, capital D, and his responsibility to his readers. "
-- Christopher Wanjek, author, Bad Medicine
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"It's a job that sounds too good to be true. While many alcoholics end up begging for change on street corners, Dunn actually gets paid to drink for free."
-- Bianca Phillips, The Memphis Flyer
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"Provocative and at many times raunchy, the book is hilarious."
-- Kelli DeWalt, The Hofstra Chronical, Hofstra University
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"I have tippled and traveled with Dunn, and I know that at least some of these stories have some connection to the truth. As they say on television, do not try this at home."
-- Chris Rubin, The Los Feliz Ledger
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“His hilarious memoir chronicles his voyages across the seas of booze-column stardom. Accompanied by a crew of quirky characters, including his freeloading roommate turned Hollywood superstar, Bottomfeeder, and a demonic, blackmailing attorney, The Beast, Dunn sets out to prove that sobriety is completely and utterly overrated.”
-- Andrea Bullard, The Pitt News, University of Pittsburgh
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“Other parts of the book are dedicated to Dunn’s interaction with his roommate Bottomfeeder, a parasitic character for whom the reader would feel more contempt if Dunn himself were not so thoroughly annoying.”
-- Jason Engelhart, The Badger Herald, University of Wisconsin
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Thank you from the bottom of my heart (that's where all the sweet stuff has settled) to everyone who ordered the book. If you haven't ordered the book yet, it's okay, I forgive you. But please do it now, or risk losing me forever. Just click on any one of the handy little Amazon.com links below. I've provided four of them, in consideration of those of you that may have poor eyesight and/or the shakes.
07/13/08 01:07 PM
Babes Dig The Imbiber!
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