1983. Legend has it that a model walked into a bar and asked for something to “wake me up and f**k me up”. Of course, it was a man named Dick who delivered, and the espresso martini was born.

We took that idea and ran it into the ground. Maker coffee roasted in Melbourne, soaked in vodka for 72 hours, cut to 30% ABV, sweetened just enough to be dangerous, and finished with a flick of dark chocolate. It’s dry, bitter, complex and full-bodied – the kind of drink that texts you at 2am and somehow still gets invited in.

Keep it cold. Shoot it shamelessly. Pour it over ice if you're feeling dishonest. Or shake it into an espresso martini and thank Dick for everything that happens next.