Kathy Katz, Cooper Street 20/20
I remember going on a trip to Chicago (that’s where my dad’s family is from). They were having martinis before dinner, and I wanted a sip. I thought my Dad had tricked me and had given me rubbing alcohol. YUCK! But that green olive was the best. I made everyone give me their olives, and I would wear them on my fingers as I ate them. I still love olives and martinis. Oops.
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