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MartiniPundit Adds an iPhone

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Well it’s been two years but this 24 year Apple owner has finally acquired an iPhone. I also make this post from it. Not surprisingly, it takes somewhat longer to type. As a result, I imagine this will be a very rare medium.

To cover some of this blog’s normal material, I will say that I have been overwhelmed by the chutzpah of this administration, and often at a loss for words. Would that it were not so.

Perhaps I can add a current Martini photo:

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May 7, 2009 at 1:46 am

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LA Women

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It was an LA kind of day yesterday. A good friend flew in from LA to visit family (took the redeye so we didn’t connect), but the girlfriend and I had been planning to go out anyway. Our choice was one of our favorite local pubs which is typically not crowded on a Wednesday. That’s alright, as we like the bartender, and prefer to sit there so we can talk to her and the conversation is invariably good. However, last night, shortly after we sat down, two other women came in and sat down near us. I noted with approval that one of them ordered a Martini (it turned out to be vodka) and the other had a snifter of Irish Whiskey. The girlfriend had a Manhattan and I had my signature Martini (made with gin, now and ever). Slowly, the five of us were drawn into one conversation.

They were from LA. This was their first time in Boston, and it was an accident. They had been going to Chicago for St. Patrick’s Day, but apparently the JetBlue deal to Boston was too good to pass up. And so they had landed, checked into a hotel I’d never heard of but is apparently nearby, and wandered around. Once it began to snow, these two California girls ducked into the nearest place – the same pub. I must say, they were rather forward and inquisitive, and it wasn’t long before we all knew a bit more than expected about perfect strangers. They both worked in non-traditional occupations for women – Vodka Martini was a firefighter and Irish Whiskey a longshoreman (her term and as I later learned she had the muscles to back it up, who am I to contradict?). I might point out these were not Moxie’s libzillas – unwashed and hairy – but two lovely women, acquainted with hygeine, and nicely dressed. Eventually the conversation had to turn to politics.

It started out easily enough. Vodka Martini had been injured on a training exercise and had some pointed things to say about how Governor Schwarznegger had cut back on workmen’s comp programs. When dealing with people from California I always assume they’re liberals until proven otherwise, and having lived in Massachusetts for so long, I know how to handle these situations. First, one asks questions in a curious, but slightly clueless tone. Eventually, the liberal will say something that either contradicts something they said earlier or makes so little sense that even they notice if it’s pointed out. It is at that point that one drops ‘the question.’ No longer clueless, this is the question that exposes the complete illogic of liberal thinking. One of two things will typically happen at that point. The liberal will either start calling you names (sometimes subtle, sometimes not), or they will try to change the subject. In this case, however, Vodka Martini surprised me – much to my delight. I asked her: didn’t California need to change its fiscal approach if all her programs were to be funded in the face of bankruptcy and lack of eastern bond money? Her response – it was a liberal to be sure – was that we don’t want to change the system because we like it. True, the answer is a bit “pie-in-the-sky,” but it was honest, and suggests that Schwarznegger is fighting a losing battle. Certainly neither of these LA women thought he would be reelected.

There was some talk of illegal immigration – they’ve had enough of it, and then we turned to to the 2008 election. I proposed a scenario for them: sometime after the 2006 midterms, Vice President Cheney steps down, the President nominates Condi Rice to succeed him and she’s confirmed by the senate. Hillary Clinton wins the Democratic nomination in 2008, and they face off. Vodka Martini tried to turn the scenario in a feminist direction, saying that “women would be blamed” for something, but I persisted. “That may be so,” I said, “but one of them will win.” (As you can tell, Irish Whiskey was the quiet one.) There was some hesitation about how “conservatives would never back a black woman” to which I replied that many conservative bloggers were already behind her, and they represent real grassroots support. The conversation continued in this vein for a bit longer and then, in a much smaller and quieter voice than she had been using, Vodka Martini suddenly said, “I guess if it came down to it, I’d vote for Condi.” Irish Whiskey nodded her agreement.

Ha! I thought to myself. Victory is sweet, but then I realized I had won nothing. All I had done was force two feminist LA women (a firefighter and a longshoreman) to fess up that they would vote for the Republican over the Democrat in this case. Admittedly unscientific, and indeed, basically random, but for such a poll, not good news for Hillary.

It was a lovely evening.

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March 16, 2006 at 11:52 am

It’s All About Gin Old Man

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It seems my nom de blog was very nearly usurped, but the wrong was righted.

Meanwhile, as I’m not at all fond of dirty Martinis (though have no objections to others preferring them that way), it seems the right time to recall my own recipe for a perfect Martini.

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February 17, 2005 at 12:06 pm

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We Have a Winner in the Silliest Martini Stakes

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I’m a purist when it comes to Martinis, and will have no truck with chocolate, apple, or any of the hundreds of other variations establishments come up with. The whole purpose is to serve the libation in a Martini glass so as to charge a couple more bucks for the privilege.

No, in these parts, Martinis consist of gin – vodka for some – very little vermouth, and an olive or some other nosh. (Recently the girlfriend has been experimenting with putting real fruit in vodka to flavor it rather than the pre-flavored stuff. Early results with raspberries and blackberries are apparently encouraging – further experimentation is required.)

Still, this has got to take the prize. Clearly, this is the gimmickiest, silliest, most pretentious Martini on the planet. And that’s saying something.

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December 2, 2004 at 10:07 pm

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Civilization in a Glass

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Happy Hour is a daily occurance in these parts, typically involving Martinis and (hopefully) lasting longer than an hour. In honor of all the Martinis consumed here and elsewhere last night while the debate was prepping, underway, and aftermathing, I offer a delightful essay by Barnaby Conrad which appeared in Cigar Aficionado some time back. A taste:

The Martini is a cocktail distilled from the wink of a platinum blonde, the sweat of a polo horse, the blast of an ocean liner’s horn, the Chrysler building at sunset, a lost Cole Porter tune and the aftershave of quipping detectives in natty double-breasted suits.

It’s a nostalgic passport to another era–when automobiles had curves like Mae West, when women were either ladies or dames, when men were gentlemen or cads and when a “relationship” was true romance or a steamy affair. Films were called movies then, the music was going from le jazz hot in Paris to nightclub cool in Vegas, and when a deal was done on a handshake, the wise guy who welched soon had a date with a snub-nosed thirty-eight. Love might have ended in a world war, but a kiss was still a kiss, a smile was still a smile, and until they dropped the atomic bomb there was no need to worry, schweetheart, as long as the vermouth was dry and the gin was wet.

That was Martini Culture.

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October 6, 2004 at 10:38 pm

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Initial Thoughts on the First Debate

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It was a draw.

No question, neither man scored a knockout blow, neither man made an irrecoverable gaffe. Both stuck to their talking points, almost too much. If I had to give the argument to one I’d give it to Kerry and performance to one I’d give that to Bush. I disagree with Kerry’s argument but he defended it better than he has on the stump. Yet Bush was still himself, in charge, and clearly comfortable in his role. Alas, for Kerry, a draw is not good enough. He needed to score a knockout blow in order for this to have an impact. Meanwhile, it was way, way too long. 90 minutes? What were they thinking? The bloggers got bored, imagine the reaction of regular voters.

Also, Kerry needs to watch his arrogance – on more than one occasion he looked like the haughty patrician he is. That’s bad. The President had his moment of irritation, but they didn’t come off the same way.

Meanwhile, for those who are curious, Martinis here at MartiniPundit are always made with gin. Bombay Sapphire or Beefeater, occasionally Boodles. We don’t do Vodka, although we stock it for others who enjoy it.

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September 30, 2004 at 10:28 pm

We Approve …

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… of her choice of libation. And apparently, she’s also a lingerie model.

Good to know that the bloggers accredited to the RNC are getting to the bottom of things …

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August 28, 2004 at 11:27 am

Perhaps It’s the Gin

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There is something about a Martini, 
A tingle remarkably pleasant; 
A yellow, mellow Martini; 
I wish I had one at present. 
There is something about a Martini, 
Ere the dining and dancing begin, 
And to tell you the truth, 
It is not the vermouth – 
I think that perhaps it’s the gin.

Ogden Nash (1935)

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August 24, 2004 at 11:00 pm

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Signs on the Road to the Apocalypse

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I’ve been on the road a lot lately, most recently to San Antonio, TX but in the last couple of months I’ve also been to Toronto, ON, Clinton, MS, and the Washington DC area.  They all have one thing in common – not one knows how to mix a proper Martini.

This is real hardship folks.  I’ll admit, just last night I was bemused by a comely young bartender who when I asked her for a dry Martini and began to specify what I wanted, she retorted, “I know what that means.” Her indigant – almost wounded pride – caused me to respond with an “Oh do you?” before I even thought about it.  OK, a touch harsh, even arrogant on my part, but when she explained, it turned out she really didn’t know what I wanted.

It’s typical.  These days, bartenders are mostly in a defensive mode.  People have lost the art of a dry Martini; they think Sir Winston Churchill’s recipe was the right one (not that most know of Churchill’s recipe but bear with me): fill a glass with gin and then glance briefly at a bottle of vermouth across the room.  That, dear readers, is gin in a glass.

And it’s what’s being served in bars in California, Texas, Virginia, Massachusetts, Mississippi, Kansas, New Jersey, Georgia, Illinois, New York, and Ontario.  And for all I know, in every other state and province north of the Rio Grande.  Some bartenders know better, but a shocking number do not.  Just so we’re clear, I posted the proper recipe for a perfect Martini here.

The way I need to order a Martini in order to get it right bemuses friends and colleagues, annoys bartenders, and causes unnecessary confusion.  Hear my plea, let the word go forth:

Gin in a glass doth not a Martini make.

Thanks, I feel better now.

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July 1, 2004 at 7:17 pm

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From Dorothy Parker

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I like to have a Martini, 
two at the very most, 
after three I’m under the table, 
after four I’m under the host!

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June 26, 2004 at 12:03 pm

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The Perfect Martini

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It seems appropriate for me to post my own recipe for a perfect Martini given the name of this relatively new blog. To be sure, I did not invent this particular mixology, but I do stand by it. (A friend’s mother outside Philadelphia taught it to me a long time ago and that is all you need to know.)

Start with a shaker, a proper Martini glass, a premium gin (I prefer Bombay Sapphire or Beefeater), a dry Vermouth, olives – preferably without pimientos – and lots of ice. The gin must have been in the freezer for a long time beforehand and possibly the glasses as well. Put ice in the shaker and pour in Vermouth – the amount is not relevant but be generous. Cover, shake, and drain the Vermouth. By all means, keep the ice. Pour in an amount of gin suffficient for the desired number of drinks. Shake vigorously, and then strain into the Martini glass. Add one or more olives (I usually put in one to taste, but some people actually eat them from their drink). That’s it – enjoy a perfect, dry Martini!

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May 26, 2004 at 9:30 pm

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