THE PERFECT MARTINI

A few nights ago, I had the perfect martini. Bone dry, with a twist. Simple enough. Bemelman’s in NYC. The bartenders are unpretentious, not referring to themselves as “mixologists”, letting the simplicity of a drink, speak for itself. I used to be a vodka martini drinker until my best friend insisted I try gin. ItContinue reading “THE PERFECT MARTINI”