Well, we did the daily morning rounds of our fave blogs (our equivalent of reading the newspaper) and came across raincoaster’s Martini quiz…and figured, ah what the heck - let’s see if it’s on the money (for a dirty martini)…but no. Though it was close – we’re certainly fairly purist and don’t go in for the flavoured stuff…
| You Are a Classic Martini |
 You are a sophisticated drinker, who knows that simple quality is over-rated.
You’re a knowledgeable drunk, but sometimes you’re a know-it-all when you’re blasted. You should never: Drink and gossip. You tend to forget who’s standing right behind you!
Your ideal party: Has a real bartender. But no one mixes a better drink than you.
Your drinking soulmates: those with a Chocolate Martini personality
Your drinking rivals: those with a Margarita Martini personality
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And once you’ve sorted that out go check Nabakov’s Bachelor Fare at progressive dinner party (and continue on through Zoe’s fab food blog from there…) We love that - what a great way to start the day…
I too, am a classic martini. Better than a dirty one, I spose …
Megs,
My last wicked in encounter with Martinis was in the final days of Chez Roswell. Brinkman (who runs the ONLY decent cafe and best place to eat in town “Tinnies”) and his good friend Juanita (who makes a mean martini) threw us a farewell gathering. Brinkie’s sterling rule regarding the stylish cocktail is 2: “martinis” he said, “are like a woman’s breasts… one’s not enough, three’s too many”. Inspired by the pert shape of the glass? Needless to say, I had to be wheeled out of Juanita’s. The next day when we were supposed to be packing, Art getting very cross that I had to remain horizontal and very still. Finally around midday, I offered to head to Brinkie’s cafe and procure 2 “Brinkman” sandwiches ( slabs of green chili briskett slapped between a homemade bun with Jack cheese). Classic hangover cure, which did the trick.
Much love.
Tim.
Hey Timmy – yep, well when martini glasses are shaped like Madonna’s tits there’s pretty much a subliminal warning right there. Hmm, you know, I could go one of those sangers right now…
And Zoe – oh no, I’d be more than happy to be a dirty martini but failing that classic is definitely the go. Meanwhile, your progressive dinner party is such a hoot darl – I substitute it for breakfast. n(Ed)