Confessions of a New Foodie

My dinner tonight:

 

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A Dry Gin Martini—and An Apology to Mr. Hearn

R,

I feel like I cheated on you tonight.

You, the man who got me into martinis.  The man who made me my virgin martini with Grey Goose vodka and blue cheese-stuffed olives.  The one who piqued my fascination with vodkas and made me who I am today.

Well, tonight I made a classic dry martini.  That means a martini with gin.

And...

I LOVED IT.

I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry.  But I need to follow my heart.

The culprits are pictured below.

If you see them, be kind to them.  It's not their fault.  And (sigh)—there was an olive.  A plain, pitted green olive.  

Alright, alright! I admit it... There were three.

Please know, despite my change in heart, I will always be grateful to you for what you have taught me. Always.

Sincerely,

R