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The real 007 Martini
. . . [Bond] looked carefully at the barman.
'A dry martini,' he said. 'One. In a deep champagne goblet.' Bond laughed. 'When I'm . . . er . . . concentrating,' he explained, 'I never have more than one drink before dinner. But I do like that one drink to be large and very strong and very cold and very well-made. I hate small portions of anything, particularly when they taste bad. This drink's my own invention. I'm going to patent it when I can think of a good name.' He watched carefully as the deep glass became frosted with the pale golden drink, slightly aerated by the bruising of the shaker. He reached for it and took a long sip. 'Excellent,' he said to the barman, 'but if you can get a vodka made with grain instead of potatoes, you will find it still better.' 'Mais n'enculons pas des mouches,' he added in an aside to the barman. The barman grinned. 'That's a vulgar way of saying "we won't split hairs" ,' explained Bond. [Excerpt of Chapter Seven of CASINO ROYALE by Ian Fleming Copyright 1953 Gildrose Productions Ltd.]
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