Dear Cornell Boozers and Frat Stars,
Week after week, I answer your call, spicing up your blackouts and making your lives sexier by providing you with wild alternatives to the holy frat water known as Keystone. However, I’m sure many of you ask yourselves: What exactly qualifies me to be the Master of Mixology? Besides my good looks, brief bartender training and fratty liver, the answer would be nothing. Until now.