Snowy Yankee looking for warmth

I'm 38, twice divorced, and before you run—I've learned something from each one, promise. Grew up in West Hartford, left for a decade, came back because my mom's getting older and guilt is a powerful drug. I bartend at a place off Farmington Avenue most nights, which means my schedule is backwards and my tolerance is embarrassing. I'd love to meet a man who doesn't flinch at a woman who can outdrink him and who thinks a Sunday morning diner run counts as a date. I'm soft in the spots that matter and sharp everywhere else. No kids, one grumpy cat, a lot of opinions about pizza.