We went to a place called Roseleaf bar:cafe
today. It was quite nice, even if I don't completely approve of their policy of serving cocktails in teapots. And also, they wouldn't make me a dry martini. Luckily, I remembered I had a bottle of vermouth at home, so I just ordered a gin with an olive in it, and nodded in the direction of my flat, and it turned out just fine.
A relatively dry martini