I was meeting with my publisher and his wife for dinner, since I was early and knew that his wife loves martini’s I decided to order one for them. After asking for a waitress for a Martini with two olives (see I had paid attention to how many olives she likes) the drinks were on the table when they arrived. Well she took one sip and made the worst face I have ever seen and said “What the hell is in this Mystery Martini?” Little did I know that she only takes a Stoli-Martini, Up, extra Dry, with two olives, and an onion. So I painted this piece as a mystery.
