Confession # 6

I have become a snob when it comes to cocktails.

When you are younger it is easy. You just ask the bartender for whatever the latest fad drink is and he pours it for you. As you get older and start to date men of a little higher caliber, you realize there is an art to ordering spirits.

My drink of choice is a “Grey Goose” Martini--extra dry with a twist.

Men seem to get turned on by this. “Oh, she knows her vodka”, that is the usual comment I get the first time I order a drink on a date. I guess it is because it puts me on a level playing field with them.

Men I have dated have ordered the following:

12 YO Crown Royal on the rocks (not whisky on the rocks)
Bombay (Sapphire) & Tonic (not gin & tonic)
Bombay (not Sapphire) straight up (not gin no ice)
Baileys (not coffee with dessert)

There are more, but these seem to be the most popular.

Special Note: I am also a beer and wine snob, but this is cocktail hour. I will let you know my thoughts on beer and wine when I write about dinner conversation.