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.
Monday, November 29, 2010
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