Oh, the Key Lime Martini. How desperately we wanted to love you. Since meeting my fiancé, every time key lime anything is mentioned we are obligated to either buy or make it. Hence, when we found you in the Bar Bible it was only a matter of time; and by ‘time’ I literally meant the time it took to open the bottles and shake up the cocktail.
Alas, it was not meant to be. To quote a certain terrible installment of a beloved franchise that will remain nameless, YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE. It could have been a glorious moment, the moment you were inducted into the rarefied company of the Ballet Russe and Dreamsicle as being one of our favourite drinks and one of the few that got a little star drawn next to it in the recipe book. Perhaps it was our fault for building you up too much; how could you ever compete with our imagination? You had no chance. Zero. Nil.
But to get a 1?
That’s rarefied in it’s own right, but on the other end of the spectrum, and certainly not somewhere we expected to find you. You were just too bland, too meaningless, too nothing. We couldn’t believe how little flavour you had and had but one remark when we tasted you; passable. The more we sipped it though, the worse it became. The lack of flavour and distinction was just too much, and you were relegated to the depths of 1-ness.
We have had another key lime cocktail in the past couple of years and whilst it wasn’t perfect, it was certainly better than you. I guess we have no choice but to crack out the other recipe and give it whirl again sometime in the future.
It’s okay, Key Lime Martini, i’m not angry. I’m just disappointed.
♪ We-e are never-ever-ever, getting back together ♫
♦ 1 ½ ounce gin
♦ 1 ounce brandy
♦ 1 ounce fresh lime juice
♦ 1 teaspoon superfine sugar
Shake all the ingredients bar the vanilla essence together with ice and strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Add a couple of small drops of vanilla to the drink and serve.