Wednesday, February 25, 2015


Times are tough for This Drunk Bitch. Back in January, I broke my ankle in a less than graceful, less than sober tumble down the steps. Since pain pills and crutches make it nearly impossible to go out drinking, I've temporarily traded boozy nights out for a lot of time on the couch with my leg elevated.
My life for the last two months.
But there was no way I was going to let that keep me from Philly Cooks. This was my first year attending arguably the biggest food/drink event of the year, so I braved the cold, rain and pain and headed for the Philadelphia Marriott Downtown, crutches in tow.

They definitely don't call it THE BIG EVENT for nothing. Nearly every restaurant in the city worth visiting was there, with their tasty offerings ready to be devoured. I received some great advice from Susan to try the things I wanted most first, since the best places are notorious for running out. I made it to many of the booths and had a mostly pleasant experience with all of the offerings.

I have to say that I was disappointed by some of the most buzzed-about restaurants. I went to Laurel first (of course), and while their duck confit cassoulet with onion ash wasn't bad, it certainly wasn't very exciting.

That was the unfortunate theme of the night. While there were some big winners, most of the food fell pretty flat. The problem with Philly Cooks is that, while it sounds fantastic on paper, it's nearly impossible to execute properly and for me, it failed to live up to the hype. For example, I was super stoked to try the food from the highly anticipated Bing Bing Dim Sum. I waited about 20 minutes in the longest line in the building, and their Pan-Fried Steam Bun - Reuben was a huge letdown. Actually, it was probably the biggest letdown of the night. First of all, I am not a fan of the idea of putting Reuben in a steam bun. It's just wrong. I like both, but separately. What's worse, they were very obviously previously frozen, and mine was ice cold in the middle. I don't think this will keep me from checking out their location, but I wouldn't visit their table again at an event of this size.


The Fat Ham was next. I really liked their dish because it was much more than your basic Pork and Beans. This dish consisted of some really well executed pork belly served over flavorful baked beans. I love how Kevin Sbraga's ability to take basic-sounding dishes (like the mind-blowing meatloaf served at his flagship) and turn them into something extraordinary.

The real winner of the night for me, however, came as a huge surprise. I visited the Kensington Quarters table on a whim, as sort of a "let's see what this is about" visit. First, I loved how they had their own little note card instead of the proprietary "Philly Cooks" one (because fuck the system). They were also very friendly and took the time to greet everyone who came up to the table. And that cured pork with cured turnips was so damn delicious. I could have hung out and ate just that all night and been fucking thrilled. The fermented turnips were mildly spicy and were reminiscent of freshly grated horseradish, but with more depth, and the sweet potato chips added just enough texture to make it feel whole. Bravo, Kensington Quarters! You have certainly gained a fan.

Do you think they'd notice if I stuffed 20 or so in my purse?

Of course, it wouldn't be This Drunk Bitch if we only talked about the food (because This Fat Bitch doesn't have the same ring to it). While there were several bars around the perimeter serving a variety of beer, wine and spirits, the Foobooz Speakeasy was the place to be. Affixed smack dab in the middle of everything, this cozy but classy structure-within-a-structure was serving up seriously legit cocktails from Olde Bar, Frankey Bradleys, and The Franklin. Naturally I sampled each of the creations, and they were all really delicious and unique. I love cocktails with a savory element, so the Jawn if the Dead was my favorite, but definitely not by much. These three establishments put their best foot forward and definitely brought their A game.

I also loved that there was plenty of seating in the speakeasy, because nothing goes with a broken ankle like a chair.

Overall, I was thrilled to attend this huge event, and the hiccups and imperfections are to be expected. Even if I was incredibly sore the next day from crutching around for two and a half hours, it was totally worth it.

The bottom line is this - You could visit any one of these restaurants and have a stellar meal. That doesn't mean that every restaurant in Philly has to be good at catering, too. If someone runs a 20-seat BYOB in South Philly, they are probably not used to feeding 1,000 people in 2 hours. Hopefully these guys and gals learn from their experiences and get better every year. I already can't wait to see what they do next year!

Stay drunk, bitches!

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Spirit of Wednesday at the Trestle Inn

Since I'm on the subject of The Trestle Inn today - 3rd Annual Bourbon Battle - I want to tell you boozers about a great series of tastings you can participate in hosted by The Trestle.

The Spirit of Wednesday is a series where you can snag a complimentary taste of a lovely spirit, and should you like said spirit, you can then purchase a two ounce pour for a great price!

These complimentary tastings take place between 7-9 each and every Wednesday at the Trestle, and because I'm a good kid who reads her email I've even got the schedule for you!







Which February tasting has your mouth watering? 

Stay drunk, Bitches! 

It's the 3rd Annual Bourbon Battle! A boozy event to support PAWS

If your New Year's Resolution was to plan ahead, I'm going to help you stay on track! It's only February and you already know you're busy on March 25th because it's time again for the Bourbon Battle.

This event, sponsored by Woodford Reserve, in it's 3rd year, is a great way to support a fantastic organization, Philadelphia Animal Welfare Society and sample what are sure to be some great cocktails.

The 2015 contenders:

The Industry 
The Olde Bar
The Trestle Inn

Just so you're more familiar with how this even works, first buy a ticket, this includes a $20 donation to PAWS (because we love the kitties - and PAWS is a great organization to support), 4 bourbon cocktail samples and complimentary hor d'oeuvres. You sample a cocktail from each contender and vote for the bourbon concoction that gave you boozy butterflies in your heart. 

The Details:
The event takes place on Wednesday, March 25th from 6pm-9pm and is hosted by The Trestle Inn at 11th and Callowhill.

Tickets are only $30! Buy yours now and we'll see you there - we'll be the drunk ones. 

Stay drunk, Bitches! 

Sunday, February 1, 2015


It's that time of year when squadrons of men in tight pants run across fake grass to win a trophy that none of us will ever touch! Also known as the Super Bowl. 

As the New England Patriots (fucking cheaters) face off against the Seattle Seahawks perhaps you'd like to join us in our #thisdrunksuperbowl drinking game. We just wanted an excuse to drink on a Sunday. 

Here's the rules for #thisdrunksuperbowl drinking game also known as the "Super Bowl 49 drinking game". 


Friday, December 26, 2014

Where are you boozing New Years, New Years Eve?

IT'S NEARLY 2015, BITCHES! Where the fuck did 2014 go? What a year! Let me say that again with some emphasis, WHAT A FUCKING YEAR! Congratulations on making it this far.

Now, the important question, where will you be boozing for New Years? We got wind of a few events that sound like a pretty damned good might not even need to pack a flask (who am I kidding, ALWAYS pack a flask...add that as resolution for your 2015).

Craft beer lovers rejoice! There's an event for you:
Check out Drink Philly's Craft Beer New Year where, for $75 you can enjoy an open bar, a dinner buffet (eat it all) and a champagne toast at midnight.
You know you want it, beer that want beer.

If you were looking for something a little more...trendy, fret not there's a party for you. This year The Piazza's Masquerade, 15 at the Piazza promises to be a good time. Hopefully this crowd will do less 'pissing all over the neighborhood'. Part of the ticket sales benefit MS Society - that's right, start your year with a celebration and a pat on the back because you're boozing for charity, Bitches! With Tit's Handmade Vodka as the open bar sponsor, I'm fairly certain you'll be the best kind of drunk, not the kind of drunk who pees on things, and bones in stranger's driveways. Buy your tickets now for that event, starting at $85. Don't forget to hit social media when you buy your ticket #nyepiazza #cliquecities

Sucker for a great display of fireworks? Don't miss out on the New Years Eve celebration happening at the Blue Cross RiverRink Winterfest. Get in a good skate, then cozy up with some boozy refreshments.

Tickets are a steal at only $30 a piece for the 10pm-1am session!

I keep thinking about that terrible Katy Perry song...I'll have to drink more whiskey to make it go away. I feel filthy...I'm filthy.

Maybe you're a bitch who's into boats! You too can sleep on a bunk and enjoy the chilly, but I'm certain, fantastic view of the fireworks from the Battle Ship New Jersey.

Tickets are $75 and you can reserve your bunk for the sleepover. Reservations are a must and this event is family friendly. Family friendly might mean it's time to start on that flask resolution we discussed earlier. Extra points if there's a cat on your flask!

Stay drunk, Bitches!

Have a happy fucking New Year too!

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

'Tis the season to drink porters!

As you all know, we at This Drunk Bitch hate the winter. Like, really REALLY hate it. The cold, the wind, the absence of the's all dreadful.

But for me, there is a bright spot in this otherwise bleak, dead, wintry wasteland. All of the best dark beers are in season, especially my beloved porters.

I've been a huge fan over the last few weeks of the Magic Hat Winterland Variety 24 pack. I'm always a fan of variety packs because I hate committing to just one beer, especially if I haven't tried it yet. I know, I know- Magic Hat is kind of mainstream, but good beer is good beer!

So, inside this variety pack is quite possibly my new favorite porter: Starlit Star Anise Porter. It has a nice strong anise-forward nose, and then the taste is a really nice mild anise flavor at the front and then progresses toward a silky, dark chocolatey finish. What I really love about this beer is that it could have been too sweet, it could have been too much spice, or it could have tasted like straight up black licorice (fucking GAG), but it didn't. It's super balanced and mild in flavor, and the anise plays perfectly off of its texbook porter backdrop. I will definitely be bringing a case of this to get drunk with my family on Christmas day.

The rest of the beers in the variety pack are pretty delicious too. If porters aren't your thing, you can try my second favorite, Snow Roller Hoppy Brown Ale. It still encompasses the flavors of the holidays, just with a little more of that hoppy bite we all love, and it's a bit lighter-bodied and less viscous than the porter.

So go out and pick up this great variety pack, and share it with someone you love this holiday season. Or drink it all yourself. I don't know your life.

Stay drunk, bitches!

...and Merry Fucking Christmas!

Monday, December 22, 2014

Ugly sweaters, eggnog and Chirtmas carol karaoke!

It's time for a Christmas Eve, eve party! Face it, you probably need the holiday cheer, or at least the holiday spirit, which I assume means holiday booze...because I'm a drunk Bitch. The Gaslight, is hosting an ugly sweater, Christmas carol karaoke party, Tuesday December 23rd, 2014 and each one who braves the mic will be rewarded, with extra liquid courage!

There will be a few special cocktails available for only $5 at the event. An Elf on the Shelf sangria, with cinnamon, mulling spices and cloves.  Then there's The Snowball, which is Chef Jason Cichonski's rendition of Eggnog. For the record, Elf on the Shelf - the little weird guy you people put all over your home - creeps me the hell out. Stop it.

“We wanted to do something fun and different to celebrate the season,” says Chef
Cichonski. “I can’t think of a better way than singing drunken Christmas carols in cheesy
holiday sweaters.”

If you were looking for a way to really let loose on a Tuesday, this could be the answer to all of your wants! Put on your ugly Christmas sweater, extra points if it lights up or plays a tune and head to The Gaslight at 120 Market Street, in Old City. The Ugly Sweater party starts at 9, get there early and booze hard! 

Just for fun I decided to post this photo of my cat Jeffe, with Santa. It's a bit difficult to see, but Jeffe's ugly Christmas sweater is a Santa Suit. He's gonna be so embarrassed. #catsinclothes

Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas! 

oh - and

Stay Drunk, Bitches!