Perfect

Taking a look at Coudal recently, I came across this superb recipe. Your Vermouth, sir:

The motions and steps are all ordered to bring everything together at the holiest moment. There are many ways to describe the final product. Clean, precise and transcendent come to mind. But none of it is possible without cold. Cold in all its meanings. Unfeeling. Stoic. Mathematical.

[…] Pour the ice and Club Soda out of the glasses. The Soda enables the trace amount of Vermouth in the drink to cling to the side of the glass surounding the pure slurry of Vodka and imparting a hint of taste with each sip. Trust me.

11. Uncap the shaker and pour the drinks. An occasional back and forth rotation of the shaker will facilitate the process. The final product will be thickish, with a slightly slushy quality.

12. Drop in the olives.

13. Enjoy slowly. Chat about the issues of the day. Smoke.

14. Repeat as necessary.

This reminded me, in its bone–dry warmth and passion for its subject, of a similar recipe by Luis Buñuel, but his was for a Martini, and was inspired to some degree by Thomas Aquinas and virgins’ hymens. If you don’t believe me, go search. ;o)