While my friends will stand by this little Mexican joint on 14th street with all their hearts and might...and let me add that one particular friend frequents this place so much she kisses the lead singer of the mariachi band hello- I, for one, would prefer to go to restaurants where you can not see a cockroach climb up the wall. This happened one particular cinco de mayo while the tables were packed to the
max, the air was thick with heat, and I could hear the girl from the back table screaming, "Ew, cockroach!" as the heebee jeebies climbed up my spine giving me sick anxiety, with any sudden movement causing me to flinch. I sat my legs criss crossed on my chair. I'm a little scared of those nasty things.
Before the cockroach incident, I wasn't all that opposed to Tequila's. I mean the food isn't great, but it's cheap sloppy Mexican in an authentic environment. The food is fine and won't break your wallet and the Sangria is actually pretty good at 18 bucks a pitcher. Mostly Mexicans frequent the place and you can find couples dancing on the dancefloor (if that's what you call it).
At this point, I refuse to go there. Somehow though, my friends are able to swindle me on special occasions like AmanDUH's Bday or when they gang up against me and I feel forced to go. I oblige for these times, but not happily. To see the Mariachi band waltz over to the table singing "Felice Cumplianos" and place a large sombrero on AmanDUH's head and snap a polaroid is kind of worth it though. Last night was one of those times, however, when they ganged up on me and said we're going for Sangria to pregame. I wouldn't say I was forced into it, but I was a very unhappy camper when 2 hours later we were still sitting at the colorful tables and watching our waiter flirt with a group of Mexican girls rather than bring over our overdue check.
Wild Ging and AmanDUH joked we were going to come here for my Birthday and I went into extreme pout mode. When we learned Cinco de Mayo was my birthday weekend, we found ourselves in a huge conflict of interest.
All I can say is that I will be posting about my birthday dinner, but you best believe the description won't include cockroach infested Mexican joints like Tequila's,even if they do give you a sombrero and a song on your special day!! Sorry guys, not even for the love of guacamole...
My friends enjoying the band
