Last Sunday, I awakened and said to myself: "I want a frozen margarita."
Just like that!
So, I showered, jumped into the car and headed to Tequila Jack's!
I know that sounds like a relatively simple thing to do: go out to eat on a Sunday. But this is southern California. So, just going out to eat at a particular restaurant could take you a ten-minute drive.
Or, in this instance: an HOUR!
Yep! I drove an HOUR to get a frozen margarita! All the way to Long Beach!
I first went to the joint when Mike, my fraternity brother, was here set sail on a cruise ship to Hawaii. We sauntered into the restaurant and proceeded to imbibe a couple of frozen delights! And just like that, I was HOOKED!
So, Sunday, I drove to Long Beach, ordered lunch and a frozen margarita, and all was well in the world.
Truth be told, things could have been better if I had devoured two, but I had to be good since I was driving alone.
But, man, I wanted another! :)
Tequila Jack's, I'll be back! :) :) :)
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