All mixed drinks ("cocktails" as the Youngs call them these days) are arranged in a pyramid, from the darkest, murkiest, sugariest things like the Whiskey Sour at the bottom, with the Martini, clear and powerful and pure, at the top.
And by the way: a Martini is made with gin and vermouth, and either an olive or a twist of lemon. Vodka's only involvement is to look down from the shelf in admiration.
I am in agreement on the martini ingredients, though I don't remember why.
As a man of character you instinctively recognize God's plan for good of mankind.
A guy named Eric Felten used to write a great column for the WSJ about drinks, and did the ultimate Martini write-up. But it's now locked behind Rupert's Paywall of Doom.
Never have I encountered such an impenetrable bulwark. Maybe 45* could learn a thing or two.
Canned food, canned water, canned air?
I used to have one of these
<img src="http://images1.showmethead.com/nlarge/45_department_of_civil_defense_water_barell_fallout_drum_22467741.jpg"</img>
It rusted from the inside out before I could "reuse it as a commode".
My parents used to keep old Gilbey's gin bottles full of water on the basement shelves just in case of a nuclear holocaust.<img src="http://0.tqn.com/w/experts/Beverages-745/2013/02/gilbey-gin.jpg" />
It took me all day to realize that's not water.
All mixed drinks ("cocktails" as the Youngs call them these days) are arranged in a pyramid, from the darkest, murkiest, sugariest things like the Whiskey Sour at the bottom, with the Martini, clear and powerful and pure, at the top.
And by the way: a Martini is made with gin and vermouth, and either an olive or a twist of lemon. Vodka's only involvement is to look down from the shelf in admiration.
I am in agreement on the martini ingredients, though I don't remember why.
As a man of character you instinctively recognize God's plan for good of mankind.
A guy named Eric Felten used to write a great column for the WSJ about drinks, and did the ultimate Martini write-up. But it's now locked behind Rupert's Paywall of Doom.
Never have I encountered such an impenetrable bulwark. Maybe 45* could learn a thing or two.
|what a setup|
Nice!
Legend has it that Tommy had first-hand experience with sterno.
Strained through a sock, I hear, was the prescribed method. Makes toilet wine sound palatable.
Then what–eat the bread? I guess we only hear what we want to hear, same as it ever was.