I was in a pretty fine establishment the other night for work. We had an open bar during dinner. I ordered a vodka martini dirty. The bartender asked me what I preferred for vodka. I asked for Stoli which they had. He got out the Martini glass and the shakers and looked at it for a minute and walked back up to me and asked if I wanted olive juice in it.
I looked at him for a 2nd and said yes please; that is why I ordered it dirty. He said he was not sure what that had meant. He then asked me if I wanted whole olives as well. . I was a bit fearful of what I was going to get. It ended up being a damn fine Martini. How in the hell do you become a bartender and not know what a dirty Martini is?
I looked at him for a 2nd and said yes please; that is why I ordered it dirty. He said he was not sure what that had meant. He then asked me if I wanted whole olives as well. . I was a bit fearful of what I was going to get. It ended up being a damn fine Martini. How in the hell do you become a bartender and not know what a dirty Martini is?