Late Wednesday night in
Kalico saw some very nice ladies running a promotion for Russian standard vodka. When it came to tasting their wares it was another story. Magicians call it misdirection. Look over here while I do something over here. I was so busy starring at the window dressing that I only realised the vodka was warm when it hit the back of my mouth and I almost wretched. It may be advertised as the #1 premium vodka in Russian but at room temperature it tastes like meths (or how I imagine it would taste). Rule number 1 when drinking neat vodka is it should be sub zero in temperature when served.
