Forget Cookies! Let’s give Santa Baby what he really wants on Christmas Eve, a Dirty Martini!
Who says Santa wants cookies and MILK? If I were Santa—and I will be soon if I keep up my Holiday Eating habits—I’d want a Martini! Dry and Dirty!
Stick with me here. I haven’t had THAT many Dirty Martinis yet, and there’s a recipe in this post somewhere…
Listen, I’m all for believing in Santa. As my friend Gina says, “If you don’t believe you don’t receive.” Truth be told I sat on Santa’s lap long after I should have been “enlightened” by my older sister. But I still WANTED to believe.