Negronis in the Wild
50 Negronis is where the book stopped. It's not where the adventure stops.
Since this project started, people have been sending me Negronis from everywhere — a hotel bar in a city I've never made it to, a kitchen counter, an airport that should know better. The same three ingredients, mostly, and rooms around the planet that I haven't sat in yet. So this is the open tab. Order one, anywhere, and show me the room.
The best ones go in the gallery — and the truly good rooms might end up in Volume Two.
Send me a picture by email or tag #50Negronis on Instagram, and a line about where you are is a bonus. My lawyer said I need to add this language: “By sending it, you're fine with it showing up here.”
