James Bond drank Martinis. We're not sure if you'd heard. As bloody if. There are scant few beings inhabiting this planet's English-speaking regions that didn't learn to gruffly instruct "shaken, not stirred" from the tender young age of, what, nine? But damn, did the guy give the Martini a bad rap. Shaken Martinis bash together ice and spirit, over-diluting what should be a delicate balance of gin with that shadow of vermouth. With Bond firmly rebuffed, this is what we believe to be the most elegant way to make a Martini, the dry way, the classic Martini. Gin. Dry vermouth, and not much of it. |
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