Captain’s Log 5,867
I had my first martinis last night. The jury is still out. I’m not sure I see the thrill in drinking gin with olive juice and a splash of vermouth. What is vermouth? Fortified wine? What does that mean? I am such a newbie to the martini world. The whole thing tasted like salty gin. I think I am way too much of a peasant to enjoy something this exotic. Plus, I didn’t have the right kind of glasses, so we used juice glasses. Living the high life at Casa de Pirate!
Glimpse of a dirty olive in the glass at the bottom of the photo. Dirty, dirty olive!
Now, the companionship that went along with the martinis could not be beat! Old friends came over for picnic fare, and we had a wonderful time! We had veggie cheese burgers, sweet corn, pea and macaroni salad, veggie baked beans, chips, fresh cherries, and cheesecake. Plus the dirty martinis and about a gallon of water. Roll me out the door, Martha!
Febreze Lady did not squirt anything over the fence – even though we got quite loud and boisterous. That’s a good sign. That’s also a really random statement taken out of context.