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Drinks At The Cantina

After finally getting some food in our bellies, we walked up to Cantina Los Caballitos to grab a couple of drinks. The place is pretty cool, colorful, and freakin loud. And on a Saturday night, fairly crowded. I’ve heard mixed reviews about their food, but I’d definitely heard good things about their margaritas, so that’s precisely what we went for.

R got a frozen watermelon margaritas. Oh my dear goodness these suckers are strong. They’re not cheap, but they don’t skimp on the tequila either. A coupla these and I’d be on my ass in no time. I really liked the watermelon one.

I went with a blood orange margarita, rocks. Again, super strong. I liked this too, but actually, I liked the watermelon one better. PS – What’s with these restaurants lately and all the bathroom doors having naked boobies everywhere? Bar Ferdinand had that weird male/female bull sign with female bull boobies, and now the Cantina has this mermaid showing off her tatas. That’s what seashells are for, people. In any case, the bathrooms were fine.

Barely Eating At Mexican Post

I got attend a lovely outdoor Yelp happy hour the other night at Mexican Post‘s center city location. The food and drinks at Mexican Post? Not too hot. But the outdoor patio and company? Perfect on this breezy evening. You see, at other Yelp happy hours, the establishments lavish us with plenty of food, and better yet, plenty of free booze. This time around, we weren’t so lucky. The food was few and far between and gone in a blink. And the drinks? They were stingy with them, and poured out in teeny little one sip cups. Needless to say, we were all seriously disappointed.

Wings, of the hot and bbq variety. A mexican restaurant who serves hot wings and bbq wings? There’s nothing mexican food about these. They were ok, but I’ve had much better wings pretty much anywhere.

Chicken quesadillas. Not terrible, not great either.

Some nachos. Where’s the sour cream? And the guacamole? Salsa? This was some of the unmexicany mexican food I’d encountered in awhile.
Spanish fries they called these. Does sprinkling some red powdered stuff on top of something give you rights to call it spanish? Gah.
Here’s the watered down barely one-sip cups. If they were regular strength and in a human sized portion, they would probably have been quite enjoyable. But like I said, the patio was great. And if their food was good, it would have been that much better.

PS – Their bathrooms ain’t bad. The sinks are cute, and while not the nicest or cleanest, the tile flooring was adorable. These are the floors I want, truly.
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Chillin’ In Lake Hauto

I had a teensy weensy mini-break towards the end of last week. A invited me up to her dad’s brand spankin new cabin in Lake Hauto. This place is phat, yo. And it’s even more impressive when you know that the cabin was put together in a day. Yes, a day. Thus is the beauty of modular construction.

I got there on Thursday night and they treated me to a fine dinner of fried shrimp and powdered mashed potatoes, courtesy of the local Wal-Mart. I’m not embarrassed. And in light of the current economic situation, there ain’t nothing wrong with doing your food shopping at Wal-Mart. Especially this particular Wal-Mart. It’s hella cheap. Even for a Wal-Mart it’s cheap. They’re practically giving stuff away.

For dessert, we had some homemade strawberry shortcakes. There wasn’t any whipped cream, but there was a scoop of Heisler’s vanilla ice cream on top. More on Heisler’s to follow. The strawberry topping was courtesy of A’s mom. Word.On Friday, after being rowed around Lake Hauto (thanks J!), we had ranch chicken wraps for lunch. Yum. The wrapping wasn’t round, it was more rectangular, which made the whole thing even better. Thumbs up on the non-round wraps. Drizzle with ranch dressing, throw some spring mix in there with some swiss cheese and grilled chicken, wrap it up, and voila!
Behold, the yummy yummy wrap!
They have a wet bar at this new swank cabin. And we found this bottle of Jacquin’s Rock and Rye. What is it? No freakin clue. We did a little googlin and found out that rock and rye is rye whiskey with fruit and a bit of rock candy. It was slightly creepy. There were slices of petrified citrus something or other in the bottom of this bottle. But it was cool in a vintage way, and it came with a built in pourer! Noone was brave enough to taste.

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