The perfect martini. Photo by Donna Turner Ruhlman
OK, it’s really gotten bad. I'd been ready to give up the fight. But I just can’t let this one go. I went up to the bar, I’m not even going say where, and asked for a martini.
The bartender, I shit you not, said, “Any preference of vodka?”
I left. I just left. Walked out.
I’ve gotten used to the question, “Vodka or Gin?,” grudgingly and have been told outright by Jonathan Gold to simply give it up, losing battle, he said.
But I can’t. I
can’t. Names are important.
H.L. Mencken, as the
martini Wiki entrance notes, calls this drink “the only American invention as perfect as the sonnet.” So true! And sonnets are not writ with Vodka, which is
defined by tastelessness. (The “vodka martini” should be referred to as ...
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