I am constantly amazed at how animated and talkative people get when you mention food. The mere aroma of certain foods can evoke memories that transport us back to a special place and time. Food can bridge the gap between all ages, races and ethnicities.
Let's face it, the only thing that should ever come between people is a table and some serving bowls.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Meema's Manhattan A Day

My grandmother has been drinking these for as long as I can remember. My grandfather would make a decanter full (he would water them down a little) and keep them in the fridge for her. My grandmother never exceeds two Manhattans in a day but she does have at least one every day. At 87 years old, four foot eight and 80 lbs. soaking wet she is still a force to be reckoned with. The family saying is; “If Meema’s not happy, then no ones happy” but we love her just the same. To this day when three o’ clock rolls around its cocktail time, funny how some things never change.

Cheers Meema…

1 1/4 oz rye whiskey
1/2 oz sweet vermouth
2-3 dashes Angostura bitters
Maraschino cherry for garnish

Pour the ingredients into a mixing glass with ice cubes.
Stir well.
Strain into a chilled cocktail glass
Garnish with the cherry.

Variations on the Manhattan:
Dry Manhattan- Use a dash of dry vermouth and garnish with a lemon twist.
Perfect Manhattan- Equal parts of sweet and dry vermouth.

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