Coming back from sober October was like…
Yes back to my ways on a Saturday morning I was crawling to the SouthBank looking for a Bloody Mary.
When the town is grey nothing looks inspiring until I saw the Oxo Tower- a place I thought looked like this… 
But in fact looked like this-
I was hanging.. Bad. I had spent a night drunkenly debating with a Texan about gun laws and making friends with ‘BooBoo’ 
Needless to say Bloody Mary was ordered before the waiter could say “menu”. Normally I would check of course but hey It’s not like I was walking into The Ritz
And here it is…
Taste: 1 watered down tomato juice with an over-riding taste of paprika.
Garnishes: 3 a large fresh stick of celery is passable. Some points for the salt rim.
sweat test: 1 wasn’t that hot wake me up before you go go more or of a spice drawer.
Glass: 3 basic glass
Presentation 2 yes the rim is good but not anything else special. The straws were too big- made it look cheaper then their chairs.
(-)1 bonus point for price
9/25 you may feel I am harsh on Ol’ Bloody M. This is explained in the bill. Normally price is not a mark down but when the quality isn’t there you have to justify…£12.95 per BM!
Do you know what I could do with £29 to help my hangover?
- 5 bottles of berrocca
- 2 fry ups at Brixton
- 2-3 bloody Mary’s at a normal place without scabby furniture.
We went down the elevator with significantly lighter wallets, still with a hangover but now accomplied by a strong taste of paprika in our mouths.
That Bloody Mary 