(Cathy) And, we didn’t make one manhattan!
I ran out of cherries. (Next time) I’ll buy a quart of cherries.
It’s suppose to be rye. Rye whiskey and sweet vermouth, but I use everything I want. Bourbon and sweet vermouth, cherry juice … you’re suppose to have a drop of bitters, but you know I ran out of bitters after about 50 years, that this little jar lasted me, and I went to buy bitters … $7 or $8 for a little, dinky thing, so I said, “No more of that! That’s it!”, I said. Never used bitters again. So, now it’s kind of an amateur Manhattan.
Lowell Johnson taught me how to make Manhattans when I was in graduate school in Iowa. God, that was a good break. I’ve admired that guy ever since.
(Cathy) I only do drink them with I’m with you, and I really do like them … I do.
Yeah, but you’re not suppose to drink them by the quart.
(Cathy) Dad has a way of making them for Dad, and he had a way of making them for Mom, and I drink them Mom’s way. Not your way. Yours are too much for me.
Mine is 2-to-1. Bourbon and vermouth. Mom was 1-to-1. So it’s smoother. So the pansies drank that kind. The sissies.
(Barbie) Dad made me one, one time.
Wonderful, wasn’t it?
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