But last night wasn't just about eating: Liquid culture was abundant, both in the tiki cocktails (some with umbrellas, others bereft of the adornment) and in a very special whiskey that was bottled in Thailand and bluntly showcases what happens when a dead cobra and a scorpion intersect -- literally. By the time the whiskey bottle reached our table, the majority of it was swishing around in the stomachs of other imbibers, but there was enough left over for a shot or two, and since I've already stomached a tarantula -- and survived -- what's a cobra and scorpion going to do? Kill me? No such luck.
Those of you who are curious about what it tastes like can find out for yourself, since the bar still has a few bottles of the liquid courage on the shelves, plus an additional bottle harboring a lizard -- but suffice it to say that it's gamy, peppery, remarkably pungent and, if you're squeamish, not particularly enjoyable to handle. You can see for yourself on the following pages, which also include snaps of Kirwan's delicious dishes and the bar's tiki drinks.