Tequila

4:30 – 9pm
Closed Sun & Mon

Chris Kaczor

Wow. I don’t even know where to begin. Absolutely blown away with our entire experience at Tequila. The restaurant and bar itself is very nice. As soon as you walk in it just has a very comfortable ambiance. We sat at the bar and were greeted by the bartender, whose name was Vanessa I believe. She was so nice. And extremely talented. She was making margaritas at a rapid rate, taking orders, serving the bar and socializing with all the patrons. She’s for sure a big asset to this place. We started with margaritas, which are $5 all day every day btw. Delicious. We got guacamole and chips as an app and it was on point. Seasoned perfectly with nice under tones of cilantro and jalapeno. For dinner we got a steak and chicken fajita bowl and shrimp and mahi mahi tacos. Everything was absolutely delicious. From the staff to the drinks and the food, Tequila is a spot we are going to frequent from now on. I’m just mad I didn’t find it sooner!

I was ready for a sweet and sour concoction of tequila and triple sec. Without hesitation, I walked in and grabbed the first empty bar stool, next to a couple who was engaged in light conversation. Behind the bar, was a latina with sun-kissed bronze skin and long, silky hair wrapped up in a double ponytail. She strutted towards me with purpose — all 4’10” of her.

“What are you having? Ceviches or bebidas?”

“I’m here for the All Day Special,” I responded. “On the rocks, please.”

“You like salt?”

“Si si, senorita. Can you make it skinny like a Chiquita.”

She grabbed a scoop of crushed ice into the shaker and poured a shot of Jose Cuervo like a pro. Then with all the energy she could muster from her tiny frame she vigorously shaked for a slow count of ten until the outside of the stainless became frosty. She then strained the mixture into a cobalt blue cocktail glass then garnished it with lime and a half rim of salt.

I immediately took a large sip. “This is the best thing I’ve had all day. More spice than a Guinness stout.”

She smiled back with her eyes and grabbed a bottle of patron suggestively. “De nada.”

“I’ve been driving hard all day, and would love to sleep softly all night. I’m Chito, by the way.”

“Vanessa.” She offered a firm handshake. “Encantada de conocerte.”

“Mucho gusto. More margaritas por favor.”

I paired it with Guac and chips, seasoned perfectly with nice under tones of cilantro and jalapeno. The joint was aptly called Tequila – and they served the strongest, smoothest concoction in the state.  Vanessa continued to make more margaritas while socializing with other patrons.