I grilled dinner tonight out on our deck wearing a painters mask because the smoke from the wildfires around here is so thick it looks like it’s pissing rain outside. Only when I caught myself in the mirror with my plate, mask and tongs did I start to think, this seems a little odd.

That’s where all the flavor is.

Ahhh dry martinis. How can you drink a giant shot of straight gin/vodka without being judged? Chill it down and put it in a fancy glass.

Pro vermouth gang here. I prefer my martini slippery wet.