Hello, my name is Christa. I will be your tour guide and resident flouncy martini expert.  The Holidays and the end of the year are rapidly approaching, so everyone’s got a reason to drink. Treat yourself, ladies. Grab your handbag and mental notes of recent disappointments and join me on a stroll through the most “buzz-worthy” concoctions in triangular glasses that Minneapolis has to offer.

1.Masu. Alive With Pleasure Martini – Sparkling Yuzu, ginger gin, cherry pimms

This botanical garden experience for your mouth actually does make you feel “alive, with pleasure.” As a fan of accurate advertising, this martini does not disappoint. The only downside is that once you’ve finished it you will feel dead on the inside.  Shall we say, devoid of pleasure? Mentally contemplating your account balances, you will stress to get your next fix. Sort of like crack, with a less devastating impact on the community.

2. Moto–i.  Lady Samurai Sakitini – Futsuu St. Germain, Berry Coulis, pinapple, prosecco

This lady-like twist on sake may be the very epitome of a chick drink, but you will love every second of it.

3. Lyndale Tap House. Bellinitini – Vodka, peach liquor puree, champagne.

Admittedly, this is a personal favorite, perhaps out of nostalgia (baby’s first bellini). This is where the magic started. It is an overly sweet cap to happy hour, after you’ve already taken advantage of the 2-4-1 taps on a Friday evening. Disclaimer: the brim of the glass is coated in sugar that will surely give you gut rot if you aren’t already lined with a solid four pints of IPA.  

4. Chino Latino. Siam Sunrays  - ginger vodka, coconut liquor, lime juice, lemongrass, cayenne

Chino gets on the list because they go over the top with presentation, which is a sure fire way to remind yourself that you are, indeed, shelling out $10 for a drink. Once again, ginger infused alcohol wins MVP; but overall, this martini is a liquid reminder to never judge a book by its cover.

5. Fusion. Rockstar Martini – Vodka, prosecco, Pop-Rocks

No joke, the bite in this gem is curbed with Pop-Rocks. It will juxtapose your faux sense of adulthood with your childhood nicely as you chow down on over priced sushi.

An honorary position goes to my kitchen. Let’s be real: entry level positions and student loans. Come over any time for some Svedka and Cooks garnished thoughtfully with frozen Market Pantry mixed berries. I fancy myself a do-er. And this, dear friends, gets the job done.