Monday, November 29, 2010

A series of unaddressed martinis

Somehow it is almost December and the last martini I documented was in August.  Does this mean I have found the perfect martini?

Does it mean I have stopped drinking martinis? 

Oh no.  I have been enjoying a series of non-descript martinis, and thereby (or "by the by" according to Nicole) have been uninspired to record them.  However, now that the list has gotten a bit long and the time is passing quickly, I'll pay a short tribute to the martinis of late summer and fall.

Bentley's on 27 - beautiful view, interesting bar patrons, a very flirty bartender (quel plaisir), and a mediocre grape kneehigh.  I am not sure if it was the sweetness that put me off or the slightly intrusive but well meaning bartender (well there were only 4 people at the bar), but the extra shot of vodka did help to smooth it out.  4.  The second martini was a custom job - Hendrick's gin, st. Germaine, lemon twist.  7. 

Capitol martini - well this one was not in Charlotte; however it was a very refreshing beverage - all gin and cucumber and basil.  At the W Hotel, mind you, and avec un serveur francais (my apologies but I cannot make the proper cedille or accent marks in this font).  And did I mention my new leopard print 6 inch stilettos?  Definitively an 8 (both the shoes and the cocktail, and the waiter).  And while not a martini the Hemingway Mojito at Ceiba on 14th street was certainly a remarkable and pleasant drink...ahem...both of them.

Soul Gastrolounge - back to Charlotte - one with the new boss, one with a longtime friend, and one more with a coworker.  All three of them on different nights, mind you.  One of the few bars in Charlotte where I can find St. Germaine.  And so every time I go there, that's what I get.  And they do it OH so well.  And dare I forget the lamb lollipops?  Not that is not a drink - they are little morsels of tasty lamb with parsley and pecorino.  Oh, just because I love you, Soul, you get a 9.75 (almost perfect).

Desert martini - I rode a horse.  At a dude ranch.  I deserved a martini - 7.

Selwyn pub - Everyone is eating pizza and drinking beer and here comes Heather  - ordering a gin martini...well looking back I have not rated the martinis at Selwyn, yet I have had several there, spaced appropriately over time.  8.  And thankfully they have never put an olive in my martini. 

30th Birthday Martinis - there were a smattering of these throughout my dear friend's birthday weekend...but my favorite was a one time martini - at 2:30 in the morning we were dancing in the kitchen and Reece decided to shake some gin with some sliced pear.  YUM! 9  Oh, these also were not in Charlotte - but you can't order one anyway so I am not going to divulge the top secret locale. Only the 3 of us know...

And tonight - sitting on my couch - I ought to be drinking a martini at home, alas I am having a glass of Bordeaux.