Of course, many poolside bars require your beverage be in a plastic cup - so if you insist on ordering a martini under these conditions, you get what you deserve.
But still, why does ordering a Martini in the tropics produce such bewilderment and disdain?
"Sheeze dude, you're on vacation!"
"Yes I am, my good man, and I'd love a Martini - do you by chance have Tanquary gin on hand?" This inquiry generally followed by a long pause and a blank stare.
As if being on vacation requires consuming some sweet, syrupy, colorful concoction served on ice with speared fruit and a useless little paper umbrella sticking out the top - I'm on vacation, I haven't lost my mind.
But alas, if the bartender has even heard of vermouth, let alone have it in stock, they don't know how to use it.
We are talking about a mist of vermouth; atoms co-mingling with the gin, ever so lightly. Instead we get measurable quantities splashing through and cutting the gin into some bittersweet creation only vaguely resembling a Martini.
It makes one want to give up and order a nice, dry Chardonnay instead...
But that's another story.
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