Drinks with an LAist & a BusBlogger
Finally got together, after much planning, for drinks with Tony and Carolyn at Musso & Frank Grill, the oldest restaurant in Hollywood. Despite all the planning Neal couldn't make it, thus our first toast of the post goes "to absent friends!"
What do I have to say about last night? Not a lot more than Tony was able to pound into his keyboard with alcohol drenched fists.
I can bring you the following images of the night.
Here's Carolyn's cocktail. Pinky had a Chopin vodka Gibson. Mmmm... can't you feel your lips tingle?
What did your humble host have? Well, this is the remains of a soda and bitters, which followed a Ketel One Martini with bitters.
The great thing about Martinis at Musso's is that it comes with the sidecar. It's like two - two - two drinks in one.
Sure... everyone wants to know what Tony had. Well, we established that his Amaretto Sour would be the favorite of your spinster aunt or bachelor uncle. You decide.
We close with this traditional toast:
Here's to you and here's to me,
better friends there'll never be,
but if we should fight and disagree,
then to hell with you and here's to me!