Monday, 30 May 2016

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Martini. It's a fabulous drink. I think it's my drink. I feel like I could have many.  I don't even bother with the shaking and stirring...I'm not JBond. And while olives are tasty, I prefer them with cheese. 
Here is it...my thirst quencher, my summertime loving in a glass 


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