W.C. Fields claimed he only drank brandy as a cure for the bite of a venomous snake, which, he said, “I also keep handy.” But, as always, we must look to James Bond for true leadership, yea, even in the field of medical mixology.
Canadian researchers decided to see if martinis had anything to do with Bond’s apparent good health — remember he was
cleared for duty by a medical professional in The World Is Not Enough. The researchers’ objectives: “As Mr Bond is not afflicted by cataracts or cardiovascular disease, an investigation was conducted to determine whether the mode of preparing martinis has an influence on their antioxidant capacity.”
The experiment found that shaken martinis contain more antioxidants than the stirred variety, and antioxidants have been shown to help ward off cancer and other common killers like heart disease.
And unlike in Ogden Nash‘s famous poem, it is the vermouth.
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
raincoaster 
Great site! Glad I found it ….via ?? oh, your comment in Gawker this morning. I tagged you in my webzine, and will include you on my blogroll, if all that’s fine with you.
In reference to the kegger pic above, is that Cloris Leachman or Daniel Craig – they look so much alike . . . .
How’s things?
Thanks Wendy! Operation Global Media Domination continues apace!
FC, it is, of course, Cloris Leachman. She can kick Daniel Craig’s ass!
Things are good. I should be working on a job application that has to be physically in London by Friday (LONDON time, so Thursday night here) but here I am procrastinating. Oh well. Cool job, though: Parliamentary researcher. And I would rock it like no other.
Yeah, and you might even score with Boris, eh? eh?
Or was that London, Ontario? I’m a silly bunt.
Hey, you never commented on my figure painting technique on my other blog! I’m so depressed >B^D>
I’ll get around to it.
And thank you, but I have quite enough drama in my life. The LAST thing I need is another married man. And by god you should see the comments on his site; there’s a cabal who seems to think I’m letting down the fucking Sisterhood by not posting giggly schoolgirl erotic poetry to Boris’ lovely head of hair. Spare me.