This is a photo of my father's final martini, being poured for him at Sea by his son. I was going to just post the picture and leave it at that, but then I came across this little ditty and it made me smile. It's a clever bundle of words that I think would give Dad a smile as well.
There is something about a martini,
A tingle remarkably pleasant;
A yellow, a mellow martini;
I wish I had one at present.
There is something about a martini,
Ere the dining and dancing begin,
And to tell you the truth,
It is not the vermouth -
I think that perhaps it's the gin.
- Ogden Nash
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