WHYNATTE

After tonight, there will be no El Bar. After tonight, no mas. El Bar may have been smokier than a Czechoslovakian brothel, and the patrons were a little rough around the edges, but you can’t deny the charm of a place where the owner would drunkenly drag all of the furniture into the [...]

Did I just eat a casserole stuffed with magic mushrooms, or is Michael Johns one of 6 male finalists on American Idol?
That is absolutely amazing.
Wah wah wee wah…

Understand that when people come to my house, they expect the best Whynatte that they’ve ever tasted.
It should go without saying that making the best Whynatte requires using the right equipment. You wouldn’t go manatee hunting without the proper claw hook, would you? Exactly.
I work with an espresso machine made by [...]

We’ve been getting a number of letters, many of them written on lamb parchment, describing the following situation:
You’re out a bar, or in your home, and you have everything needed for a Whynatte (Jager/Latte/Shofar), yet you don’t have the proper glassware. Perhaps the shot glasses are too large, or too tall to fit properly into [...]

People young and old hanging out drinking beer from a tap. A barbeque cooking up tasty meats. The exchange of money for goods and services. A bottle of Jagermeister on the shelf. Men with accents selling you garments. A gentleman in a turban playing a flute to a cobra in a basket.
No friends, this is [...]

At first glance, the brochure for the GA State Law study abroad program may seem innocuous. “Just another international program in commercial arbitration” you’re probably saying to yourself. As if there aren’t enough of those already.
What does this have to do with Whynatte?
Please draw your attention to the photo in the bottom right quadrant of [...]

Next time you’re fleeing to Mexico for trying to ice a guy with a shiv in Tulsa, make sure that you take along your fake passport, junior mints, and some cozy Whynatte gear;
Because nothing feels as good as slipping out of a blood stained shirt, into a fresh clean Whynatte shirt. Especially when [...]

Tell Damian you’ll have to call him back. I need to use your phone to call American Idol. I need to use your phone, your stepbrother Hakeem’s phone, and your grandmother’s rotary phone. We must call American Idol, and vote for Whynatte’s own Michael Johns. Yes we can.
I feel, [...]

Problem: The bar does not serve latte, but you are in the mood for a Whynatte.
Solution: Build a magic sleigh, with a floor made of crabgrass, and walls made of harpsichords, to be pulled by gypsies to the nearest coffee shop.

Whynatte drinking is serious business:

…and start drinking Whynatte’s. Not a joke.

It’s not always easy making the switch to Whynatte, especially after so many good times with the cocktails you’ve become so accustomed to.
Naturally, we associate certain memories with the cocktails that went along with them. For myself:
-Zima: Camping trips in the Adirondacks with Bruce and Stefan;
-40’s of Old English: Toting gats on the regular;
-Dry vermouth: [...]

Wondering what you’re going to get that special lady, girly-man, or that sad lonely self of yours for Valentine’s Day? Well, wonder no more:
Whynatte ran into a truckload of women’s vintage quality grey t-shirts, and we’re sending them out to you and yours on the cheap. They’re like old gym shirts, except [...]

Michael Johns: His voice is more satisfying than the final scene of The Usual Suspects. But he’s no Keyser Soze, he’s for real, and he’s heading into the latter rounds of American Idol. No, this isn’t Uzbek Idol, this is the American Idol.
And not only does Michael Johns love singing, he [...]

Whynatte received the following email this past weekend:
Picture saturday morning of Mardi Gras already a few days into the celebration waking up to a nice warm whynatte. What could be better. I rolled out of bed in my hawks sweatshirt the others were ready for the day, but the whynatte was perfection. I would have [...]

This is actually our first photo submission from France, courtesy of Jenny. When Jenny isn’t busy on tour with some of the most well known bands in the world, she likes to hang out with transients on deserted French street corners.
Which is similar to what I often find myself doing on a Friday night, only [...]