Found this in a book and thought it was worth sharing The Great American Cocktail Perhaps it's made of Whiskey and perhaps it's mad of gin, perhaps there's orange bitters and an orange within, perhaps it's called Martini and perhaps it's called again, the name that spread Manhattan's fame among sons of men; perhaps you like it garnished with what thinking men avoid, the little blushing cherry that is made of celluloid, but be these matters as they may, a cheer confrere you are if you admire the cocktail passed along the bar. Wallace Irwin Cheers The Professor