Something completely unlikely has happened....I have a bar, "a place," a watering hole where the owner and the 3 employees know me by name. This is coming from a girl who had never had a drop of alcohol until October 2010, and who still doesn't drink most weekends. The only place I feel really comfortable with a cocktail is at my bar,
La Tarasca.
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| January 2011 |
It all started on New Year's Eve this past January. Lynn and I went with her co-worker to
La Tarasca and had the best mojitos we've ever had in our entire lives. Granted, it was the first mojito I had ever had, but I digress. The bartender was a crazy
mexicano from Guadalajara who had the best barside manner. Every time someone came to visit me on vacation, I brought them to
La Tarasca. Every time Lynn and I had nothing to do, we went to
La Tarasca.
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| June 2011 |
In March/April, the crazy
mexicano left the bar, and a new bartender came. At first, Lynn and I were weary of his mojito skills, but we quickly realized he was an amazing guy. After 7 or 8 months, I can now say that we're friends! He walks me home or to the meto on the nights when I'm by myself, came out dancing with me and my coworkers a couple of months ago, and calls to check up on me when I haven't come around in a while. I have my seat in the bar, my routine, kisses all around when I come in at the beginning of the night....definitely VIP treatment. The best part is that he knows I won't drink more than 2 heavy drinks in a night, so when the free drinks keep coming, he makes them non-alcoholic.
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| November 2011 |
My friend just arrived yesterday from London to work as an
auxiliar in the
Ministerio de Educacion program. He visited me in March and experienced
La Tarasca with the old bartender. Clearly, I have to bring him on Friday to experience
La Tarasca as a VIP. He's staying with me until he finds an apartment, so really, who are we kidding? He doesn't have a choice.
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