A Pink Panther Martini...and random memories

I have to warn you this blog post is very random!  Yesterday at work I was daydreaming while multitasking, and I was thinking about my past years working there in the deli.  The first year I started, I was pretty quiet.  I guess I was a bit shy, but also trying to concentrate on my work.  Whatever the case was, I didn't say a whole lot.  We had this one food delivery guy who would deliver all the cheese to  the deli, and he was very talkative.  One day I was back doing the dishes, and happened to be wearing a pink shirt, and he randomly told me "You are like the pink panther...you wear pink a lot, you are thin, and you sure don't say much!  That should be your name!"  I thought that was funny, and an odd thing to say, but I guess he wasn't aware of how much I could talk if you know me well.  He is no longer our delivery man, which is a shame, since he was pretty funny.  And I am no longer so quiet now that I have worked in the deli 4 1/2 years.  So last night when I made myself a pink cocktail, as it was Monday, and I was wondering what I should call it...Pink Panther popped into my head!  The coctail appeared as if it would be simply very sweet...maybe too sweet.  But in actuality it was tart as well, and quite silky as it had blood orange juice and coconut milk as well as Chambord and vodka.  It was way better than it looked, because as you know things aren't always as they seem!  Here is the recipe for my Pink Panther Martini if you would like a weeknight treat! 

1 tsp pure vanilla extract