As my blog: “Book of dreams and music” died shortly, I consider publishing some of the dreams I remember in the morning here. Occasionally but still.
“I was in a bar with a huge garden/brunch section. I was using a Groupon or some deal like that & I had a cocktail included in the price. So I went to the bar and I ordered a Manhattan but the bartender said he has only top-shelf whiskys – Chivas Regal 12 and Glenfiddich. I insisted that I want the Manhattan anyway & I said I can pay extra for a Chivas Manhattan. I asked how much and he/she said “7$”, I agreed with the price and the bartender made me the drink, I asked for a cherry and then I paid 9$ leaving 2$ tip. The drink was delicious and I was happy with it, then I walked around the tables and I saw a poster saying “What’s more classy than a Manhattan” with a graphic of a martini glass with the drink. However, mine was in a coup. All other posters were for kids and babies”
