There is one thing you should definitely know about me. I love margaritas more than any other drink on earth (minus Coke of course). When I finished with my last final, I decided that if I am ever bedridden, I want an IV of margaritas. Straight to the bloodstream. So how am I celebrating this joyous combination of the end of college and the fake Mexican holiday? With margaritas (duh) and Mexican food. I grew up eating at El Ranchero in Marietta, where the rest of my family has been eating since my 40something aunt (now with her own kids) was in high school. The entire staff knows us by name and usually knows exactly what we’re going to order before we say anything.
[image]So these are a few of my favorite things related to this day:
- Margaritas from Santi’s (on the rocks, never frozen for maximum tequila intake), Charleston
- Tacos and rice from Santi’s, Charleston
- Beef tacos, rice and queso from El Ranchero, Marietta
- Peach margaritas from La Hacienda, Charleston
- Grouper tacos and tamales from The Taco Spot, Charleston
- Buffalo wing burrito from Black Cat (okay it’s not really Mexican, but still), Boone
















I wish I were a classy margarita lady! I'm so used to drinking beer, I can't seem to deal with wide containers. And that's what she said.
margs are a gift from the gods…