Valentine's Day, Shmalentines Day. That was my mantra this year, especially having gone through a fairly strange break up two weeks ago. Rather than relishing in my own self-pity, I decided to own it. Hence, my "You Can Have Your VD" dinner party with some of my single gal pals. And, of course, the best feature to this shinging was the bar, composed of three man-hating cockails: the teenie-peenie-tini, the bitch slap, and the femme fatale.
The teenie peenie tini- a vodka martini with cointreau, cranberry juice, orange juice, lime twist.
The bitch slap- Vodka, maraschino cherry liquor, cointreau, grapefruit juice.
The femme fatale- which is just what we called the old fashioned (sugar cube, bitters, whiskey, club soda).
And these cocktails were even more appetizing while washing down some penis-shaped pasta. Yummy.
