File this under “Tourism Information.” I’m only going to tell you, Internet World, that if you like strawberry margaritas (frozen) and you have grown used to the idea that they are foo-foo and not terribly strong? Then you need to salsa dance your Sir Mix-A-Lot ass down to Rudy’s Tenampa Taqueria on Westport Road in Kansas City, and get yo’ ass one of their ‘ritas. Because you, my dear internet friend, will re-write your definition of “foo-foo”. And you will eat a lot of chips.
Let’s all sing the Tequila song now, shall we?
da dot dadadada da da.
da dot dadadada da.
da dot dadadada da da.
dadada dadada
TEQUILA!
Me thinks you should be joinin’ us in New Orleans for St. Patty’s weekend. Ay, real fun would be had there, mate.
(I have no idea why I wrote that as if I were a pirate. Clearly, I’m not a pirate).
Okay Jen, when are we going?
When I lived in Charlottesville, VA, the local Mexican place (Margarita’s) had awesome coconut margaritas. That’s right, coconut. Yuuuum.
Road trip!