We don't know the guy. He was just sitting at the next table last night at Bella. So here's the scenario and you be the judge:
A guy--apparently a neighbor of Bella's owner/front man--decided he wanted a martini. So he ordered: "Grey Goose, dirty."
Keep in mind a few things. 1. Men don't order dirty martinis, as you know, and this guy was at least in his 30s. 2. Most bartenders will tell you how pointless it is to call a vodka for any mixed drink (besides vodka and soda). 3. He is a regular at an Uptown place owned by former Nick & Sam's staffers.
So...poseur or doofus?
Results from last week, in which we asked if you missed after-dinner cigars:
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This comment, from TLS, struck us as rather nuanced: "Do you mean do I miss seeing douchebags taking up space with their plastic wives and over-extended plastic lives chomping on a wet muddy stick that smells like rotting dirt while swirling their oh so elegant cognac?"
Come to think of it, we should have put this in our "And The Winner Is" pool. Oh, well. No one, for the most part, seems to miss the after dinner cigar--for various reasons ranging from that expressed by TLS to those concerned about health. Several people explained that, while they don't miss the smoke, they disagree with smoking bans as an imposition on civil liberties.
"I still don't understand why government entities can't allow the free market to decide about smoking in bars and restaurants," wrote fistofsouth. "I hate to break it to The City of Dallas, but people are exposed to more second hand smoke sitting in traffic on Loop 12 or LBJ than they ever will be exposed to in a bar or restaurant."
fistofsouth concludes--as we will--with this: "I don't smoke cigars, but I miss the days when one had the freedom to consume tobacco at the proprietor's discretion."