One time on a Friday night years ago I was at Roscoe's in Chicago. I had just ordered a martini, then the two guys I had been hanging with decided that moment that they wanted to migrate to Big Chick's in Edgewater and insisted I accompany them. Naturally I just couldn't leave the nicely mixed martini that the bartender just placed in front of me.So I picked it up, raised it to toast my bartender, and gulped it down in 3 seconds - much to the shock of the bartender and two strangers sitting by me - and said thank you and ran out the door to join my party.
Have YOU ever downed a martini like that? (It was my third that evening, by the way.)
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