Last night one of the world's great gin connoisseurs passed quietly in her sleep from this world into the next. She was ninety-four years old. You might remember Helen Felber, former owner and bartender of the 219 Saloon, from a series of gin-related blog posts I did a few years back (click here to read her thoughts on the subject). I, of course, remember her as my grandmother. She was a woman who enjoyed simple, yet elegant pleasures; Chanel and Champagne should they be available. But what she enjoyed more than anything in life was sitting out on her deck every afternoon, watching the animals in her front yard, and sipping a cold gin martini—shaken, not stirred—with a few olives.
She will be missed.