I Like a Dirty Martini, But This is Ridiculous.
So here's a thing that happened.
Ryan & I are at Township before the Hamell on Trial show, with Alex running late. So we order food. Ryan has ordered beer, and I order a dirty martini. Cool.
Except when the bartender brings it over ... it looks nothing like any dirty martini I've ever seen. I mean, it's in a martini glass, and I know other (nonstandard) martinis can come in a dazzling array of colors, but this is ... yellow. What? If anything, a martini with a massive amount of olive juice might have a vaguely greenish tint, but ... this was opaque, man. Opaque and YELLOW.
And we chatted with the bartender about this, and he says he'd told the guy in the kitchen what was in one, who then made it. And yes, it did taste olive-ish. If also ... weird. Something else. I had Ryan try it too, and he couldn't identify what he was tasting. Chapstick? Soap? I took a couple more sips over the next several minutes, but y'know. I didn't want to be a pain and send it back.
--until suddenly the bartender swooped back over, exclaimed that this wasn't right at ALL, and he'd bring me a new one. Embarrassed, apologetic. Turns out the guy in back had completely misunderstood what he'd said - and since they were (as it happened) actually out of olives and olive juice, he was running across the street to get some.
So in that case, I asked, what HAD the drink been made with?
Olive OIL.
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True story, y'all.