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Guess where I'm drinking?

It's billed as a Bloody Mary on the libations roster, but with the accompaniments of shrimp, blue cheese-stuffed olives, peperoncinis and a kick-ass, kick start mound of spices, it's more like a snack before breakfast. Or a prelude to a long afternoon of snowbound restlessness. I'm on my way to get one now, and if you can guess where I'm drinking, you can meet me there.

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