Zimm's' Martini & Wine Bar's White Angel

Glenn Livet September 8, 2010 4:00AM

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Last Tuesday, while visiting my mom's house, I noticed a copy of Truman Capote's Breakfast at Tiffany's on the end table. I like the movie, which is great ammunition when I'm calculating ways to convince people that I'm sensitive, but I never got around to reading the novelette. I sat on the couch and picked it up. About five pages in, a character mixes a drink called a White Angel, half gin and half vodka, no vermouth. (Basically, a naked martini for indecisive people.) I wanted to try it, so I put the book down and left for Zimm's Martini & Wine Bar (4321 Montrose, 713-521-2002). I hadn't been there before, but the name made it sound like a suitable place to order that kind of drink. Inside, the bar is trendy and sleek. On weekends it's probably crawling with attractive people who drive late-model used BMWs. Like the place in Breakfast, there are mirrors that "reflect the weather from the streets," though Capote's creation didn't feature house music or a blinking frozen drink machine. The bartender had never heard of a White Angel; I gave him the recipe. "That's a man's drink," he joked as he served it. (If only he'd known the source material.) It tasted smoother than I expected. Worth a shot, though it doesn't stand up to a well-made martini.

2 ounces Bombay Sapphire gin

2 ounces Ketel One vodka

Shake over ice for about ten seconds. Strain into a cocktail glass.

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