Friday, November 24, 2006

The Wedding

There the happy couple are, in their horrifically pink and flowery chapel in the Bellagio. The guy performing the marriage, Phil, was disappointingly NOT Elvis, but I satisfied myself by saying that Phil could've been an Elvis back in his younger days.

Only in Vegas...

Anyway, suffering from an immense amount of sleep, and still having the dinner/reception to go, TFF and I went in search of a pick-me-up that would take less time than a nap (which we didn't have time for). We found Dean, a super-fantastic bartender, and he served us up this:

Espresso Martini
1 1/4 oz espresso
1 1/4 oz stoli vanil
1 1/4 oz kahlua
1/4 oz frangelico
shaken... almost violently...

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