Bananablondie
So glad they have a modern-day audience!
Do you remember the poem "Evolution" from the "I Hate to Housekeep" one?
Where the host starts off making perfect martinis with lemon peel and olives...
As the evening (and martinis) wear on, he first forgets the lemon, then the olives until:
"How tiresome, in truth, was that silly Vermouth;
How crystalline clear now, how virgin the gin" 
LadyMonicaBaddingham
LaMarschallin - The Cockeyed cake in the Peg Bracken I Hate to Cook book is really very good
Ooh, thanks, LadyM. I might give it a go.
(Although are you sure you'd know? Wasn't it Taggie that made it for your shooting party? )