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Me: I'd like a Manhattan, up.
Waiter: What vodka would you like with that?
Me: ...
Me: Why don't I just go to the bar?
Waiter: What vodka would you like with that?
Me: ...
Me: Why don't I just go to the bar?
Oh. Dear. God.
The bartender just brought me a Manhattan...
And a glass of vodka. A GLASS of vodka.
Apparently, the waiter told her I wanted vodka.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IS HAPPENING.
(The actual Manhattan is good though.)
The bartender just brought me a Manhattan...
And a glass of vodka. A GLASS of vodka.
Apparently, the waiter told her I wanted vodka.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IS HAPPENING.
(The actual Manhattan is good though.)
Ordered a Manhattan again, same hotel bar. This time, it came out and was so appallingly bitter that I asked the waitress what the drink was.
I later found out that Vodka boy, from the first night, was behind the bar because the regular bartender had gone home sick.
I later found out that Vodka boy, from the first night, was behind the bar because the regular bartender had gone home sick.
Poor @KathyKenzie_ ordered a Limedrop, FROM THEIR MENU, which was basically a lemondrop, but with lime. It came out and, as far as we can tell, was just lime juice.
I wound up ordering a scotch (Oban) and she went with white wine.
I wound up ordering a scotch (Oban) and she went with white wine.
