Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I attempted yet another sip of my martini, but I quickly came to the conclusion that, birthday or no birthday, I was just a wine and beer kind of gal. Sukey saw me wincing and said, "Hang in there, baby. It's worth it for the olive. And like I said, take bigger sips. They go down easier." I noticed that Sukey had just polished off her second double martini, so when she wasn't looking, I dumped the rest of mine into her glass. She was right about one thing, though - the olive was just about the best-tasting olive I have ever had.