Employees Only: co-founder of the speakeasy bar concept on going global
From Bosnia to New York, to Singapore and now Hong Kong, Igor Hadzismajlovic has paid his dues, perfecting the art of bartending the hard way
Tell us about your childhood. “I’m from Bosnia and lived there until I was 18 years old. It was a socialist country, a soft version of communism, and part of the Eastern European bloc. It was a safe environment until 1991, when Yugoslavia broke up. My father saw the situation was not good and wanted me to go, otherwise I would have been drafted. My parents didn’t want to leave, so my younger sister and I went to Croatia, then Germany and Italy for a total of five years. When I was in Croatia, I went to the University of Zagreb, to study economics for four years.
“When the war ended, in 1996, I had to either go back to Bosnia or emigrate. We had relatives in New York, and my sister went with me. My mother still thinks I should return to Croatia. One day, maybe.”
What was New York like? “It was exciting and intimidating. When I crossed the bridge from Brooklyn to Manhattan, I felt miserable. ‘How do I fit in here? What am I doing here?’ I was 24 at the time, and willing to do anything.”
What work did you find? “I was a dishwasher for a camp for overweight Jewish kids. It was in the Catskill Mountains [in southeastern New York state]. The parents would visit their kids every Sunday and secretly give them candy, which didn’t help them lose weight. In another job, I installed air-conditioners on the Upper East Side. It was the most physically demanding job because I had to do all the heavy lifting. I was more buff then. But I wanted to work in a restaurant, so that I could go back to college. So I started out as a bus boy and then bathroom attendant. That was interesting because it was the best paying job, and for not doing much except dealing with crackheads.”
I ended up working at the bar full-time, at school part-time, and had a full-time girlfriend. One of them had to go
How did you get into bartending? “My best friend worked at Pravda, in SoHo – it was New York’s most prominent cocktail bar in 1998. I started working there Monday nights, just one day a week, though I knew nothing about bartending. I met him three or four times at his home to learn how to mix drinks. On my first shift, I screwed up opening a wine bottle and was the laughing stock of the bar crew. Then I started showing up two hours before my shift, to scan the scene and get the feel of the place.
