
The Elegant Martini Cocktail
I had not meant to do a section on the subject of the Martini Cocktail however I found an interesting website and article and thought I would share. There is wonderful site i happened upon which is The Martini Socialist https://themartinisocialist.com/martini-venues/
It made made me remember a time that now seems a very long time ago.
I don’t remember exactly when I enjoyed my first martini but I do remember the feeling of elegance and sophistication it gave me holding that iconic glass. “Putting on the Ritz” comes to mind.
I was not a fan at first of the Martini. Certainly it was not the usual drink for me being a vineyard girl. It did although grow on me. It is the cocktail I enjoy with my dear friend Alison. Many an evening of enjoyment we have had sitting at the NAC Le Cafe bar having the wonderful Brian perform the art of making a great martini just for us. It always was worth the wait!
There is something lovely about being dressed up and sitting casually catching up with each other while sipping on a martini ( olives for her – lemon for me ( both Vodka – stirred not shaken) and there is always gaiety.
I have always associated cocktails with something very grown up – like putting lipstick on or dinner parties. What I have come to realize is that the preparation of the martini is a ritual. The beauty of this cocktail is that there are thousands of nuances.
I have a wonderful art deco cocktail ,set that I cherish. I have, of course, never used it which is the case much of my collectibles. I fear to damage them. So looking at them is the pleasure taken. However I may well on a summer evening soon be tempted to bring it out and have a martini in the garden. Just to toast being alive.
Until I decided to write this short note that I had never opened my The Savory cocktail book from the 1930;s. When on says “cracked open” I believe would best describe the sound made upon opening this fine book. Somewhat concerning to me but I tried to push it to the back of my mind.
After reading several pages I do not nor will I ever try to attempt this fine art of mixology.-
I am content to sit at the bar and let Brian perform the ritual while I watch in anticipation.
“I never go jogging, it makes me spill my martini.”
George Burns