Who has ever really loved a martini? Sure, it feels adult. Sure, it seems sophisticated in contrast to university-brewed White Russians. But have you ever actually loved one? Not with the Costcutterz Finest Gin, that’s for damn sure. Maybe it’s time to up your game. Maybe it’s time to head to the World’s Best Martini Awards tomorrow in Battersea, where celebrated mixes will slog it out for the championship belt.
The skinny-jeaned corpse of 2007 indie is risen and dragging its battered Converse to a venue near you