Hey there, friend—I’m Tyler Quinn, a 34-year-old mixologist from Charleston, South Carolina, and I’ve spent most of my life chasing the magic that happens when great flavors meet a glass.
I wasn’t always shaking tins and muddling herbs behind a bar. Actually, I started out as a small-town kid sneaking sips of sweet tea on my grandma’s porch, amazed at how something so simple could feel so comforting. That glass of iced tea, kissed with lemon and fresh mint from the garden, might’ve been the first “drink” that made me pause and think, this… this is special.
Fast forward a few years, and you’d find me behind a sticky college bar, pouring rum and cokes like my life depended on it. It wasn’t glamorous, but it taught me something important—drinks connect people. A good drink isn’t just about alcohol or ingredients; it’s a story you tell without words. That’s what hooked me.
After college, I packed up and traveled. I trained under an old-school bartender in New Orleans who believed every cocktail had a soul. I learned the patience of crafting the perfect Sazerac, the art of using flame and zest, and even the humility of starting over when a drink didn’t land right. From there, it was speakeasies in Chicago, rooftop bars in LA, and finally home again in Charleston, where the vibe is slower but the drinks still sing.
My kitchen? It’s full of bitters, herb infusions, citrus peels, vintage glassware, and, honestly, a fair number of failed experiments. I’ve ruined more syrup batches than I’d care to admit, and yes—once I confused cayenne with paprika and made a bloody mary that nearly caused a small fire (in someone’s throat, not the kitchen). But each mistake taught me something new about balance, bravery, and the beauty of experimentation.
I believe drinks should be playful, inclusive, and above all, joyful. Whether it’s a bold espresso martini, a delicate elderflower spritz, or a zero-proof pineapple-ginger fizz, I want every sip to feel like a little escape. My hope is that when someone tries one of my recipes, they feel inspired to tweak it, twist it, make it theirs.
I started my little corner of the internet not to show off, but to share—to swap stories, to celebrate flavor, and to remind us all that joy can be found in the simplest swirl of a spoon or clink of a glass.
So pull up a seat. Let’s stir, shake, sip, and savor something special together. You bring the curiosity—I’ll bring the ice.
Cheers,
Tyler