Drinking Dry at No. 3

OUR CLUTCH of faithful drinkers congregate in Berry Brothers and Rudd’s bottle lined pantry. Beside mixologist Francesco Turrini’s left ear is a martini triangle in miniature. “My wife used to be a tattoo artist,” says the innovative barman in an Italian accent. Possibly recalling the pain of the needle’s penetration, he vigorously shakes a real martini into submission. Both sketch on skin and frosted reality feature olives.

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