You know what? I probably don’t even have to type out this entry because you saw the image up above there, so you should understand.
Or maybe, your response is:
“Wait a minute. Did he post the wrong image? I distinctly remember seeing a gin and tonic up near the title of this post.”
SCROLL BACK UP; LOOK AGAIN.
Friends, I did not post the wrong image. I will repeat it here, inline, so you may behold this rather amazing(ly bad) response to my request for a dry Hendrick’s martini:
Your next response should be, “Dear God, Ryan, what did you order? Are you sure you did not order a gin and tonic? With two olives for some unfathomable reason?”
For your information, this is how I order a martini:
- What gin you do you have?
- (When the response is inevitably “What gin do you want?” which is a horrible answer that translates to “I don’t care enough about drink orders to memorize the list”) Do you have Hendrick’s?
- I’ll take a martini with Hendrick’s—extra dry—like desert dry, Sahara—you know what, why don’t you just wave at the vermouth and say “hi” to it instead of putting any in the martini?
- Don’t shake it.
- No, really, don’t shake it. Stirred. Yes, stirred.
- Oh, and two olives, please.
The above is how I ordered the martini at the otherwise moderately OK Tavern on Main for our CrossFit gym’s annual Christmas party. (Open bar = Martini Time.)
Again, this is what I received:
LET’S COUNT WHAT’S WRONG HERE PLEASE:
- That’s a rocks glass, not a martini glass. Hence this is already not a martini. I don’t even need to discus this further, were it not for the fact that—
- HOLY HELL THERE IS ICE IN THIS DRINK.
- I think we can safely stop there, yes?
So I ordered a dry martini, and what I received in response was basically a glass of iced gin.
…
Yes, I drank it. Did you really think I was going to let that gin go to waste? I had to drink it rather quickly so as not to end up with a lot of ice melt in my drink, but gin is gin and cold gin is delicious.
I didn’t order another one, though.