“ FRANK SINATRA, holding a glass of bourbon in one hand and a cigarette in the other, stood in a dark corner of the bar between two attractive but fading blondes who sat waiting for him to say something.
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So begins a profile of one of Hollywood’s best known drinkers by one of America’s best known profile writers, Gay Talese. When it ran in Esquire magazine in 1966, it helped launch a new form of nonfiction writing that did to plain old journalism what fermentation did to plain old barley.
Sinatra died 13 years ago and was buried with a bottle of Jack Daniel’s in his coat pocket. Here is some Sunday reading on what would have been his 95th birthday.
(via americandrink)
(via americandrink)
