i make them with so much pickle juice and olive juice until they could potentially be confused with a salad dressing - a crush of pepper, a few drops of olive oil, im in heaven and life is so good
dirty martini but with pickle juice from a jar (dill) instead of olive juice. polish her off with a couple cornichons and you're cookin with gas!!!
once the taste of this nectar of the gods hits your lips u will never look at a traditional dirty martini the same again
extra dry, extra dirty. I'm talking 3 oz gin, about 3/4 oz olive brine, splash of vermouth. Garish with two garlic-stuffed, or blue cheese-stuffed, or feta-stuffed (if you're feeling extra fun) olives and enjoy.
We met at a concert through a bunch of mutual friends and chatted for a while - we both had partners at the time so nothing came of it, but we matched on hinge a couple years later and he remember the exact conversation we had at the venue. We dated for a few months but it didn’t line up - we stayed friends and eventually were both single, doing everything together, and texting non-stop. He asked if I ever thought about us dating again and then I pretended to not be in love with him for about 3 months until I couldn’t take it anymore. We’ve been together for over a year now and he’s my best friend in the world - I love him so much and feel so grateful for the universe continuously putting us back together.
im a chronic denier of anger and tend to let it boil until im at my wits end. ive been practicing allowing small doses of anger to be spoken about, which in the end helps me better sort through the feeling and understand where it comes from, rather than stewing in it and continuing my bad cycles!
