Excuse me, waiter - I think there's pickle juice in my martini

I'm all for adventurous drinking (in moderation, of course) but I think I may have had the most awesomely awful drink of my life at Vegiterranean in Akron, OH.  I had a pickle juice martini.  Why do such a thing to myself, you ask?  I do love pickles.  And pickle juice.  (it's great for athletes, according to this article) And I really like martinis, so I thought trying those things together would be a good idea.

And it kind of was.  Maybe?

I'll never do the drink justice with any sort of description.  Think extra strong vodka and with a hint of homemade pickle. And I say homemade pickle because the level of saltiness wasn't quite what you'd find in a jar of Claussen's pickles.  And unlike a jar of Claussen's pickles, I didn't have to stop myself from quickly gulping down the whole drink.  

I'm not going to lie.  It was a weird drink.  A really weird drink.  I'd take a sip and think, "Ooh!  Pickle!"  And then I'd take another sip and think, "Ewww!  Pickle!?!"    

But you can try anything once, right?  What's the strangest drink concoction you've ever tried?