Cake Batter Martinis
Mar. 8th, 2012 03:26 pmJust popping in here to say:
http://www.howsweeteats.com/2011/07/cake-batter-martinis/
A Cake batter Martini is in no way shape or form a Martini. No offense, but it's like John Wayne in a dress. Maybe it is a good idea to dress it up to suit the times a bit, but this is still somehow parallel-universe WRONG.
A Martini is a 5 o'clock shadow drink. It's two fisted, foul mouthed, hard boiled. A Martini is the end of a hard day of head-in-the-vice stress relief. Its a desperation drainer, to hang your hope to when you know you'll never win the lottery, and you'll never escape that dead end job. It's a juniper and brine punch in the head. An aromatic, crackling cold, dammit I NEEDED THAT end to your work week. It's savory, slightly sour, salty and dry, like a cedar box that your grandfather kept his WWII medals in.
It isn't a blank slate on which to draw a cupcake.
http://www.howsweeteats.com/2011/07/cake-batter-martinis/
A Cake batter Martini is in no way shape or form a Martini. No offense, but it's like John Wayne in a dress. Maybe it is a good idea to dress it up to suit the times a bit, but this is still somehow parallel-universe WRONG.
A Martini is a 5 o'clock shadow drink. It's two fisted, foul mouthed, hard boiled. A Martini is the end of a hard day of head-in-the-vice stress relief. Its a desperation drainer, to hang your hope to when you know you'll never win the lottery, and you'll never escape that dead end job. It's a juniper and brine punch in the head. An aromatic, crackling cold, dammit I NEEDED THAT end to your work week. It's savory, slightly sour, salty and dry, like a cedar box that your grandfather kept his WWII medals in.
It isn't a blank slate on which to draw a cupcake.