Never trust a bartender who garnishes your whiskey with a broken mirror shard. Unless he speaks French (Swiss?) and reminds you of all that is great about Serge Gainsbourg — well, almost everything that is great — and unless he's willing to drink his own poison and got the Moves Like Walken.
PS: You know the saying that you are what you eat? Well, you're also what you drink and all those mirrored shards might wind up forming something fabulous.
