Belly up to the bar pards and bend an elbow. Any friendly barkeep at the local cantina or saloon, some of which became legendary like the Bird Cage in Tombstone, can wet your whistle. More often than not these homes to “saloonists”, Western for saloon (itself a word said to have Southern origins) keepers, outnumbered schools and churches. There you could order up rot-gut or panther juice. Not your cup of tea? How about tequila or its big brother mescal AKA mezcal, a potent clear liquid dist


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