Spending the summer trying to pass the NY Bar and sample a margarita at all the other ones...
Monday, June 1, 2009
The mission continues...
Tuesday, June 2, around 5ish we're continuing the mission. Get in touch with one of us if you want to join and we can give you details. Viva la margarita!
As much as I hate supporting a chain over local restaurants, the Presidente Margarita at Chili's is mightly close to perfection.
I've only had one margarita that was its superior, and that was made not by any restaurant or bar and it used an expesive bottle of Cabo Wabo. That was margarita-y heaven.
Do you like to taste the tequila in your margarita?
The Mission
It all started when two law students were upset to be spending the first warm, sunny days of spring preparing for graduation and the bar. And then an idea came to them: a mission unlike any other that would make studying bearable and bring hope to all who heard of it. This blog was created to chronicle the mission to find the best margarita in Central New York. The mission is starting in Syracuse, but as with any great venture the goal is to expand and go nationwide and perhaps even global. The mission aims high, but could result in new lows...
Angela prefers not the rum-based beverages of her ancestors. No no. Rather, she finds the margarita the best tropical cocktail - the choicest concoction that ingnites the memories and senses of a hot and easy tropical haven. Angela believes this high mission will ultimately uncover a fanciful tropical retreat in the 'Cuse for all to possess. Salud y amor, mis amigos!
Courtney is a woman on a mission, and thankful her husband is so supportive of this important goal. While she agrees that tropical drinks should only be enjoyed in the presence of palm trees, she believes this rule only applies to frozen margaritas. Courtney enjoys late nights with the girls, expensive tequila, and salty rims.
As much as I hate supporting a chain over local restaurants, the Presidente Margarita at Chili's is mightly close to perfection.
ReplyDeleteI've only had one margarita that was its superior, and that was made not by any restaurant or bar and it used an expesive bottle of Cabo Wabo. That was margarita-y heaven.