debauched: wilko happy hour
Mixin’ drank at ze Wilko.
I looooove happy hours. What a great idea! Start drinking too early = getting to bed at a reasonable hour because you’re too tired by 10 PM to stay out any longer = bright eyed and bushy-tailed at 8 AM for work the next morning… AND the drinks are cheap. Beautiful in so many ways.
Ever since I moved to Tucson I’d had my eye on Wilko as somewhere I wanted to check out, but with my rather meager food budget I’d figured I’d have to put it off ’til mis padres came to town. Enter: happy hour! About a week ago, my coworkers and I found out that Wilko has happy hour every single day from three ’til seven PM. “Whhhhat?” we said, collectively, in a moment of eerie groupthink. (That never happened.) So, of course, we decided we had to go.
Between the three of us, my coworkers and I sampled several draft beers ($2 off each), which were all fantastic. But Wilko’s strength lies with its cocktails. My friends and I tasted the Hoodoo bash, which combines red wine with sherry, cinnamon, cucumber, and citrus for a flavor that’s both warm and crisp; the Whiskey Ginger Vinegar, an updated take on, duh, the whiskey ginger, served with raw ginger and a raspberry balsamic syrup; and the Pisco Sour, which comes off of the New “Classics” section of the Wilko drink menu. We were not disappointed, and we’ll be back (for happy hour, that is. Still can’t afford the food!).
For more info about the drink scene at Wilko, keep an eye out for an interview with Rory O’Rear, one of two head bartenders at Wilko, which you’ll find in Zocalo’s October print issue and online. Yeeeeeeeh.
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