After weeks of Instagram envy, you finally get a reservation at that impossibly trendy cocktail bar everyone’s been raving about. 
You scan through the menu and narrow your choices to two: the whiskey fat-washed with brown butter and spritzed with atomized bitters harvested under a full moon, or the vodka infused with hand-foraged wild mushrooms and finished with a mist of yuzu essence extracted during the spring equinox.
The whiskey wins, and you order with the confidence of someone who definitely knows what “fat-washed” means.
The bartender performs what appears to be minor surgery behind the counter. He clearly knows what he’s doing—drinks are being met with loud ooohs and aaahs at tables around you. 
Your cocktail arrives on a tray. A smoke-filled glass dome is lifted with theatrical flair. 
And…your heart sinks. It’s tiny. Like three-sips-and-done tiny.
Thousand bucks for this? You’ve got to be kidding me. Deepak Narayanan decided to investigate. And the answers he got inspired him to make a little drinking game out of it, read on.
