A properly mixed Dry Martini with the right ingredients certainly shouldn't taste rough at all (although in theory it should).
The Vodka Martini must have been around for fifty-odd years now so does have some degree of venerability.
I suppose bars prefer them as world-class voddie usually costs only as much as mid-range gin.
Isn't gin just an aromatised vodka anyway?
Fleming's Bond Martini was a quaint mix of gin, vodka, Lillet and lemon peel, no?
Sorry - What do Lillets taste like?
I shall go Google...
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used to be a fun trick at the wilder sort of parties, unwrapping a fresh tampon and dropping it into your unsuspecting victim's bottle of beer...
Talking about Gin or Vodka in Martinis is sort of a "connaisseur problem", I guess. Almost all people I ever have spoken to about Martinis think it is the Martini Bros' Vermouth. In James Bond movies most do not notice the Vodka part.
But that's the way life is. Some think a hardboiled secret agent like James Bond sips Vermouth, some think they know what a hook vent is. We all live and learn.
And yet, Fleming's bond was more into whiskies - bourbons and would never drink less than half a bottle a night
Last edited by Big Tony (2010-05-17 14:14:09)
Nice to have some time to read this forum and post again for a few days.
1.I would add to the lack of comprehension about gin martinis. The people who first ask you "vodka, right?" I respond with "no, gin please" and they respond with "really? well, most people prefer vodka" as if I don't know what I've just ordered. If I wanted vodka, I surely would have asked for it when you made the initial distinction, you twit.
2. Moaning fuckers are equally repellant.
3. People who, before making a turn off a road, drive several hundred feet in the breakdown lane. Is this necessary? Can you not just signal and turn at the entrance to the driveway? Must you slow down and inch along for a half a block while everyone behind you tries to figure out what the hell you're doing and whether they should try to pass you in case you suddenly pull back into the road? This should be a ticketable offense, in my opinion.
4F Hepcat: On the subject of cheap alcohol, what I don't like are beer snobs. It's beer for Christ's sake. It's cheap and makes me sleepy. Being a beer snob is like being a snob about your brand of flip flops.
^Well Coolidge and Quay, you're both wrong. Being a beer snob, when drinking the finest ales made with the most cultivated hops and grain imaginable is superior to wine in every way, but most importantly, the buzz.
Beer is also a more complex process to brew than it is to create wine.
To drink beer in splendid moderation is the sign of great intellect.
Knicker-twisters: Those who are so obsessed with their little topic or belief that they cannot comprehend that someone else might have a different take. The knicker-twister typically operates from what he thinks is the moral high ground, and favors stifling all dissent.
Knicker-twisters come in all forms and flavors. They have no sense of humor.
And there's only one way for a reporter to handle them: Quote them accurately, for they invariably hang themselves.
And resist the temptation — sometimes overwhelming — to ask "Do you buy your underwear pre-bunched, or do you do it yourself?"
Divorced middle aged women who go out at lunch time to buy some t-bone steak for a barbecue they're having with friends and return to work oozing with pent up frustration and menstrual fluid all gushing about how gorgeous the butcher is to all the other chicks in the office instead of working.
I would venture that anybody, without exception, displaying a soft toy in their car be hauled from their vehicle and shot.