Don’t cringe when the bartenders at this dark, narrow hideout in Boston’s Fort Point hood ask for your “flavor profile.” They mean no harm. And, well, no one is better at nailing what you think you’ll like. We asked for something molasses-y. The gentleman made a 1919, a cocktail of Old Monk rum and Rittenhouse rye named after the historic molasses flood of North Boston. It was spot-on.
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