Lots to blog about from the travels with the 'rents but first must gush about the quality of martinis in Vegas. I dunno about you but I would watch Sex in the City and wonder what in hell those women saw in cosmopolitans. I mean, I've tried them here in Vancouver and as far as I could tell, they were pretty red drinks consisting mostly of fruit juice and a polite amount of timid vodka. (I like my vodka bold and of high quality. Hmm, come to think of it, I like many things bold and of high quality...hee!...but I digress.)
Then, I had a cosmopolitan in Vegas. It was $12 USD but I swear to the gods, it was totally worth it. What follows is (nearly) verbatim my description of the experience to a friend:
"...had the best cosmopolitan EVER in Vegas. The stuff that they serve up [in Vancouver] is fricking fruit juice in comparison. If I were comparing it to kissing, it would rank out like this:
Vancouver cosmopolitans – soft, lingering lip contact, sweet and lovely. An "I think you're great – let's do this again" kind of drink.
Vegas cosmopolitans – head grabbing, being bent over an arm, firm lip contact with tongue. A "you are a total sexybeast and I want you in my bed NOW" kind of drink.
Damn...who knew a cosmopolitan could be like that?!? If I could keg the damn stuff and IV drip it into my system, I totally would! LOL!"
I repeated this story at a dinner party tonight and every person there (including the two men) agreed that they wanted the cosmopolitan behind Door No. 2.
I'm currently taking names for the next trip down to Vegas. Sure, it's overly neon and glittery and full of too many tourists. But the martinis kick ass, the shopping is awesome, the desert is amazingly beautiful and did I mention that the martinis kick ass? Woot!
