Crap! Someone has actually done it...they've made a tequila that I simply cannot drink. My world is now topsy-turvy and my life is upside down. It's like magic happpened, but in a very, very bad way.
I took my wife to a very nice "California style" Mexican restaurant for lunch today. It's a fantastic place, with truly wonderul food, salsas that are out of this world, and an ambience that's sort of..."trendy upscale Mexican from California."
After eating our meals (she had an exceptional dish of camarones al mojo de ajo; I had carne de la diabla), the waitress asked if it was a special occasion (most people apparently ordered their more reasonably priced luncheon plates). We told her that tomorrow is my wife's birthday and she immediately volunteered that she'd like to bring her a tequila shot ("but it's fruity, not strong, you'll love it"). Neither my wife nor I wanted to insult her by saying "fruit-flavored tequila is a sin against man and nature," so we sat silently.
The waitress brought back a tall shot of tequila and a wedge of lime. My wife tasted it and twisted her mouth into what I can only describe as a contortion of agonizing pain. "This is HORRIBLE!" she exclaimed. I tasted it and, yes, it was a sickeningly sweet, foul-tasting mess. The wedge of lime helped eliminate the nasty, nasty flavor, but did not make it disappear. This stuff tasted like a pre-digested mixture of passion fruit and bad apples and corn syrup and mouthwash. Oh my god it was horrendous!
We have no idea what brand, nor what "flavor" this bad batch of pure evil was, but we both pledged then and there to avoid anything like it forevermore.
Tomorrow, I'll take my wife out for a veritable feast at a restaurant neither of us are familiar with. I hope our mouths can feel cleansed of that poisonous swill by then.
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