I stopped into Bazaar* tonight for an event. I was planning on having a tasty Rolling Rock or two, hitting on some hotties, and leaving. However, as I sidled up to the bar, I noticed that they had several Martini** glasses chilling in the cooler. This is always a sign of a top-notch joint that knows how to mix a cocktail, so in the interest of scientific inquiry, and to enlighten all five Prizzo Skeezy readers, I ordered a dry Sapphire Martini with a twist. I am happy to report that Bazaar has some most excellent bartenders, who are capable of mixing a proper Martini. That would put them in elite company with only one other lounge in Atlanta, Halo. Alert readers will remember that The Mark fell from grace several weeks ago, after committing the cardinal sin of serving a Martini in a plastic glass. I highly recommend stopping in for a drink.

notes:

* The full name is Bazaar Urban Bar. However, we here at Propeller Skies feel that is redundant. Since it is in Midtown fucking Atlanta and it pretty clearly serves drinks. It is not like it is a speakeasy, for fuck’s sake.
** Just because it involves liquor does not mean it is a motherfucking Martini. A proper Martini is made with gin, French or Italian vermouth, and a twist or an olive. Anything else is a nothing but a fucking cocktail that bartenders were too lazy to come up with a clever name for. For the Bush voting morons out there, this means that a so-called sour apple Martini is a sour apple cocktail, NOT a Martini.