Boulevardier drink in stemmed glass in front of campfire

PitMaster’s Boulevadier

A Boulevardier isn’t here to charm you — it’s here to challenge you. Bourbon, Campari, vermouth: bold, bitter, no apologies. But if you give it just one nod to the pit — a smoked orange peel — suddenly the bite softens into something deeper.


That curl of smoke on the nose reminds you of ribs resting on the cutting board, of coals glowing steady under the grate. It doesn’t tame the drink — it ties it to the fire, making it feel like it belongs on the same table as the meat.

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