Beth waited til we got to The Winslow to tell me it was a gin bar. She knows I’m all about the whiskey/bourbon. Ever heard that Toby Keith song “Whiskey Girl”? That was written about me. Seriously. Well, not actually, but it may as well have been. The Winslow has a fully stocked bar, but you wouldn’t know it by looking at the drink menu, which is entirely gin. I’m not a gin girl, but I’m really not a gin and tonic girl. It’s a shame, because they have a huge list of gins paired with different infused tonics (made with ingredients like bee pollen, juniper, and rose petals). If G&T is your go-to drink, you should definitely take advantage of their selection.
Since I wasn’t feeling anything with “tonic” in the name, I ordered one of the other cocktails on the menu. Yes, I could have gotten a whiskey, but…when in Rome. The Jessica Rabit was made with lavendar and was delicious. Do I like gin now?! If all gin drinks tasted like this, I could get used to it, especially in the summer.
Just like the gin-packed drink menu, the food menu was pretty British ($5 to anyone who can tell me what bubble and squeak is). I ordered a burrata and beet salad that had tons of those very ingredients. So often they say that’s what’s in the salad but the ingredients end up being a glorified garnish – pet peeve alert! The dressing was light, which I liked becuase the cheese and beets didn’t need much. Everybody ended up ordering the mac and cheese. It was rich and gooey. Nothing to scoff at.
Peaches to Apples 