It’s Martini season again! There’s nothing better than taking a nice stroll around town in the hot sun, ordering an icy red vermouth, and sitting on the bar’s patio to sip it. Lovely!
If you’re confused about what I mean by Martini (and the word has a very different meaning in Spain than in the US), check out last year’s post extolling this refreshing beverage.
At least they left me the olive. That’s my favorite part.