Social surgery is a bit of a favorite experience when I’m in the city. It’s for those moments when you need a buzz but not too much. Given a tolerance close to nil, this one will set me up for the night. And by that, I mean it’s straight to dreamland.

This is for the coffee-drinker who’s experimenting with alcohol, and isn’t exactly up for painting the town red. Let’s just call it a night, shall we?