What’s black, white and studded with three (allegedly lucky) choking hazards? I’ll give you a clue: it’s the post-university equivalent of a double vodka Red Bull but with one key difference… despite the sticky palms, often questionable aftertaste and inevitable staring competitions with the ceiling at 3am, somehow we’re still sipping them.
The marker of an evening set to go awry, the espresso martini is a confounding cocktail. Confounding because nobody ever begins a night on the tiles thinking, “What I’d really like right now is an espresso martini…” And yet stats compiled by Dr Google say it’s the fourth most popular concoction in Britain.
