Infernal Vodka Martini

OK, maybe it’s just the straight, insecure body-builder in me, but when I saw Geri Halliwell’s version of “It’s Raining Men” … I was neither turned on by the awesome sexual fitness of the ex-Spice Girl, nor by the tons of lithe male dancers in the "Fame-like" video. I did, however, feel like I really needed to do more sit-ups (and I did fifty this morning). Nothing more depressing than seeing all the beautiful people on television and knowing you’ll never be like that without your personal trainer constantly screaming at you.
Spent much of the day re-potting some of the plants in my balcony garden, painting, and reading Emma Richler’s Sister Crazy. Excellent book. Much better than my paintings…. Apparently, the one sister is supposed to have synesthesia, a rare condition where the person can "see" and "feel" sounds, words and tastes. It’s a mixing of the senses, and I feel blessed by knowing someone who had this odd condition. What a strange and wonderful perspective one must have on life…
Do not be fooled by epicene picture. I am really a Manly man. Many sit-ups I do. Note presence of both baldness and beard. This means I am very tough.
If you can find Inferno vodka, then you too can experience Zuckervati’s Sunday night. Simply follow this recipe for a fantastic Sunday party:
Infernal Vodka Martini:

  • 2 oz Inferno Vodka, chilled in the freezer for a week.
  • 1 dash Sweet Vermouth
  • 1 dash Louisiana Brand Hot Sauce (optional)
  • 3 Olives

Have a couple of these, and you’ll be swimming in the Nether Realm for quite a while and you will achieve near invulnerability to both physical and emotional damage … but only for a limited time. Then things will start to hurt again. Eh, it’s a trade-off.

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