success Vermouth In a synchronized world that offers people lining up to watch, read, and own movies, books, and cell phones at the same time, and a capitalism that delays the prize no more than the queuing time it takes to get just about anything. Vermouth has returned to the habits of the Spaniards, that life envied by foreigners who believed us to be on vacation because we were born during the summer holidays.. They don’t know how hectic it is to live in Spain, because you can’t buy a car every 5 years to keep the car factories open, it’s patriotic to support the hospitality industry of this great country: coffee in the morning, vermouth in the evening. noon, beer or wine in the afternoon and a drink at night, whoever can, at the patriotic, legionary or costalero level. This bar and terrace life does not pass without drinking…
But we were on our way to vermouth and the bounty was delayed. As in the maladjusted and slow times of developmentalism, Vermouth returned to anchovy-stuffed olives – the pride of Spanish craftsmanship – to toothpicks for cavities, Martini ashtrays, mouthpiece cigarettes, armored siphon and “ABC Markets”. The world has changed, but this sweet old wood and autumn-coloured wine that makes us grandparents ourselves and delays lunch contains the great secret of delaying the reward: That pitted olive waiting at the bottom of the glass.
From the outside, it is clear that people have to drink vermouth to reach that olive that no one forgives, that climbs into the mouth or pinches with their fingers. How many headaches did half a dozen meals of those olives, served together on a plate and the most conversational grinding, produce? In this world of haste and instant rewards, it is incomprehensible that vermouth is drunk as in the slow times of many years, and it is less understood that no clever entrepreneur has ever made a fortune making a can of vermouth without vermouth.