In today's Times, Alex Witchel admonishes bartenders for not believing that the lady's poison is indeed a stiff bourbon, hold the fruit chunks. I have an aversion to dark liquors of any sort but I've always been impressed enough by friends who can order up a Scotch neat and sip it with as much delight as I do a Diet Coke. Writeth Witchel:
Though I still drink Scotch periodically, at some point I switched toMaker's Mark bourbon. These days, I order it in a tall glass to ensure that the ratio of booze to soda gives me a fighting chance of getting to the appetizer without falling out of my chair. But among some male bartenders, Iâve noticed more than a tad of residual resistance to the notion that the female of the species can drink hard liquor unadorned by grenadine or chunks of oxidizing pineapple.