Before the New Year, I was at a visit with my friends. On the table was a red martini, which was recommended to be diluted with cherry juice. tk. Neither we nor friends are enthusiastic about drinking, then about half of Martini remained "for the future".
They met again on New Year’s holidays. The owner began to tell that "Martini, it turns out, is a busted thing - how he does not dilute it, but from one or two small glasses he hits his head only so" and shows the bottle with the juice he diluted.
His wife from the appearance of this "juice" first hangs off her jaw, then she begins to sneeze and with difficulty through laughter pronounces: "This is not a juice, but my mom's tincture of turmeric on alcohol..."