
Jeff Burkhart
Columnist at Marin Independent Journal
Freelance Journalist at Freelance
Columnist, author, bartender, bon vivant
Articles
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1 week ago |
marinij.com | Jeff Burkhart
I pulled into the driveway of the supermarket the same way I have every Sunday for the last five years or so. I drove past the giant one-way sign pointing in my direction and headed up the ramp. I also knew that the signs hanging over me said: “Go back, you’re going the wrong way.” I’ve seen them dozens of times while returning my shopping carts.
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2 weeks ago |
marinij.com | Jeff Burkhart
I had seen the two of them around my apartment complex — maybe it was at the pool, or at the mailboxes. I wouldn’t say we were friends, but we were certainly acquainted. It was Dave and Dan, or Dan and Dave, I couldn’t quite remember. They were about the same height and had the same color hair and eyes. And the fact that they were almost always wearing matching golf attire didn’t help. And now, here they were sitting in front of me at my work: Dan and Dave — or the other way around.
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3 weeks ago |
marinij.com | Jeff Burkhart
The last time we talked with Erin Hines, she was a bartender at Picco in Larkspur and had just started her Bitter Girl Bitters company, making four unique bitters at her home in Petaluma. By then, her resume had already included bartending stops at Piazza D’Angelo and Sweetwater Music Hall in Mill Valley, Terrapin Crossroads in San Rafael and Nick’s Cove in Marshall.
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3 weeks ago |
marinij.com | Jeff Burkhart
“My friend is sitting there,” said the man in the backward-facing hat, gesturing at the empty seat beside him. “He’s not there now, is he?” I said, making a joke that I’ve made a thousand times. The crowd swarmed underneath the TV like a living, breathing beast while the gaudily garbed superheroes of our age battled on overhead. “Can you put the game on?” asked someone over there. “Which game?”“The basketball game,” he replied. It’s March, and March means college basketball.
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1 month ago |
marinij.com | Jeff Burkhart
He seemed so much older to me back then. But when you’re a 22-year-old trainee bartender everyone seems so much older. In a bar environment, they usually are, because they have to be: It’s the law. But I doubt he was even 30. In customer service, eight years can be an eternity. I remember thinking then that I didn’t want to be a 30-year-old bartender. But the reality is that I didn’t want to be that 30-year-old bartender. “What’s the best whiskey you have?” asked a man unknown to both of us.
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