David, chief mixologist at West Restaurant in Vancouver, is saving mankind from pedestrian cocktails with his devotion to quality everything. He is also saving the planet from destruction by using stainless steel forks instead of disposable straws to taste test cocktails prior to serving. (The taste test involves a dip and a lick.) David's artistry results in many orders in the course of a night. The forks bathe in vodka between testings. The vodka kills germs. All the more reason to consume more vodka.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
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