Shaken, Not Stirred: Mastering the “007” Martini The first time I had a martini, I was far too young to legally order one. My grandfather, a man of impeccable taste and a twinkle in his eye, would occasionally let me have a tiny sip of his. It wasn’t just the taste – which, to be … Read more
The French Blonde Cocktail: A Parisian Dream in a Glass The first time I encountered a French Blonde, it was on a sun-drenched patio in the Marais district of Paris. My friend, a true Parisian, ordered one for me, declaring it “l’apéro parfait” – the perfect aperitif. The delicate floral aroma mingled with the scent … Read more
The Iconic James Bond Martini: Shaken, Not Stirred My first memory of a martini involves a clandestine meeting at a dimly lit bar, more aspiration than actual experience. I was far too young to order one, of course, but the mystique of the drink, the way it was held, the hushed tones surrounding its preparation … Read more