Martini Mondays... and Tuesdays

After a woefully difficult martini-making escapade on Monday night that featured B trying to make an Orange Thing without a shot glass, a juicer, or a martini shaker, we decided to head to our Wal-Mart Neighborhood Market to get some supplies. It was a fair request--On Monday, he'd been forced to double the recipe and measure the amounts in my nalgene (the only thing in the house with ounces) and shake the ingredients in two jumbo plastic cups. All this while I was trying to make dinner and managed to run out of both ketchup and mustard while making the meatloaf sauce... it wasn't a good night for food and beverages at my house!

So we wandered in the Market, which we love because it's clean and open and fresh-feeling. It didn't occur to either of us that the Market, with its focus on family and neighborhood, might not carry shot glasses or martini shakers. The closest thing we could find was a turkey baster (complete with ounce measurements on the side) and a rice scoop. B wisely refused to let me purchase either, so our martini mayhem continues on, unimpeded with crazy things like exact measurements. In the end we both decided that a Neighborhood without shot glasses or martini shakers was not a Neighborhood where we wanted to be.