Tue 17 Jul 2007
Cocktail Review: Mint Chocolate Martini at Wilshire
Posted by Caroline on Crack under Los Angeles, Nightlife, Cocktails -It’s been awhile since I’ve last visited Wilshire Restaurant and Lounge. But I had figured back then that after a night of cougars and Purple Rain martinis, there wasn’t much more to see (although I do want to give Tuesday Sundae Night a visit). That is until the other day when a co-worker raved about a cocktail she had there (”It was ginger and mint and light and refreshing!”) so I thought I should give the lounge another go.
I showed up a bit shy of the happy hour (5 to 6:30pm) where most everything is 50 percent off. Dammit! But since I’ve been on a spending spree lately with regard to $12+ cocktails, why stop now? The cocktail list displayed about nine different concoctions. Most relied on fruit juices, some liqueurs. Nothing sounded overly sweet much to my sensitive (lately) stomach’s relief.
When I asked the waitress which was her favorite sweet cocktail, she enthusiastically recommended the Wilshire Pomtini ($14) which is Ketel Citron, lemon and pomegranate juice. “No, I meant, what’s your favorite SWEET cocktail?” “You don’t think that’s sweet?” I wrinkled my nose at her. “Well, I’m a gin and soda girl myself so what do I know?” she replied, laughing. Fair enough.
So I requested the Mint Chocolate Martini ($14). What I liked about it was that it didn’t rely on peppermint schnapps for the mint but rather simply fresh mint. Since it still had white chocolate liqueur, creme de cacao and cream mixed with Stoli Vanilla, it still sounded like I was in for some stomach troubles. But I was game.
The cocktail arrived at my low lounge table all frothy and creamy-looking with two verdant mint leaves floating on its foamy surface. The looks of drink reminded me of a milkshake except in a martini glass. I took a tentative first sip and was pleased.
There was the refreshing hint of mint. Not too overpowering or sinus-clearing but subtle. Nice. As for the chocolate, it showed up as an aftertaste, like when I breathed out my nostrils I could taste it. But, yes, for a chocolate cocktail, this was pretty low-key and not over-the-top creamy or syrupy, which was fine by me. Although a part of me wished they committed to the chocolate a bit more. Maybe a la one tiny streak of chocolate syrup?
Next up was the Key Westside ($14). The waitress said this was lime-y and similar to a key lime martini but not too sweet. Considering it had pineapple juice and applepucker mixed with its lime juice and Stoli Vanilla, I was a bit skeptical. And I’m not a big applepucker fan. But nothing else on the cocktail menu really appealed to me.
There were the $16 Wilshire Lemonade choices, one cocktail that sounded orange-y and minty, something with Red Bull (are people still serving that?) and a tequila cocktail. Key Westside it is!
To be fair, I had this drink around the same time I was digging into the restaurant’s banana split. So talk about sweet overload! Fortunately I was able to spend some alone time with the cocktail before the dessert arrived. But it still didn’t really stand out to me. I think if you love the ingredients, you’ll like the drink. But as it was, for me, it wasn’t all that memorable. Tasted like juice….with lots of lime.
2454 Wilshire Boulevard
Santa Monica, California 90403
(310) 586-1707


July 18th, 2007 at 9:38 am
But how ’bout them wings? Yummy.
July 18th, 2007 at 5:03 pm
They were all right. Kinda soggy but, yeah, that blue cheese dip was yum.
August 26th, 2007 at 3:48 pm
[…] The walls of my friend jen’s apartment are cocoa brown, and her complimentary minimalist furnishings all match in various shades of brown. Jen’s brownie girl eyes are offset by her gorgeous bronze skin - a backdrop for the long curly tendrils of bark brown hair that cascade over it. today she wore a brown striped dress with a cropped brown jacket over it. i can’t remember her shoes, but i bet they were brown! if jen were a food, it would be chocolate. Even though she’s a Cancer, the cocoa bean is ruled by Venus and hence belongs to Taurus. One day i paid my friend a visit and offered to make cocktails. Luckily, i had my boston shaker in the car with me - all i needed was ingredients. But jen had decorated her fridge with the same minimalist aesthetic as her apartment, and it was quite bare. No cream. No lemons. No soda (except for half a can of diet coke). No juice. Even the dozen eggs which i could have used for froth, were bad. (you can tell this, if they float in water). Of course the girl had all the essentials… vodka, tequila, scotch, rum in every flavour… What to do? Finally i spied a bowl of leftover icing she’d whipped up last week for a batch of brownies she made. Against her panicked warnings not to eat it for fear it had gone bad, i dug my spoon in there anyway, and tasted heaven. Now this i can work with! And so a chocolate martini, the likes of which i’ve never tasted before, was created. If i were to have sex with jen, it would surly feel like this drink tastes. […]