I love Bloody Marys -- here's a poem I wrote in the spontaneous poem thread of a2k. I'm sure you need it here!
Ode to a Bloody Mary
What is it, dear, about you,
That makes me love you so?
Piquant you are and salty
As the fabled Russian roe.
You have a lovely color,
You have a taste divine,
You give me all I need to
Wash away that awful wine.
And so I thank you darling
For the pick-me-up I need.
You are the hostess with the mostess
And I love you dear, indeed.
There's a place in Seattle's Pike Place Market that serves Bloody Marys with my favorite garnishes... a lemon slice, a couple of olives on a stick & a pickled green bean. Yummm.