Oooh, you guys, I love a good Manhattan, but I've never tried to make one at home until now, using this basic recipe. Not too shabby, although it isn't quite as exciting in a tiny espresso mug as it might be in a martini glass. Manhattans remind me of the glory days drinking with my dear friends at Wilf's, one of the less hip bars in Portland, but a glorious place where we could play glamorous dress-up just for each other, drink cheap Manhattans, and enjoy the genteel clientele (generally a smattering of elderly peeps there to enjoy the famed Bananas Foster).
|me in the stripes; note fur coat on the floor|
We went to Wilf's monthly to enjoy the piano stylings of a gent whose name escapes me now; it felt like our own private club and we were treated like VIP's every time. Boy, were we lucky!
It looks like Wilf's has updated a bit according to their snazzy new website, but I'll remember $4.00 Manhattans, the Wilf's Breeze, and having a little corner of the world where a bunch of lowly servicefolks got to be the glamorous, glorious people that we always dreamed of.