Here’s a recap of the scene from Sunday’s rainy Margarita Meltdown from my friend and blog-curious writer, Josue Alva. Thanks a mil for braving the weather, Josue!
By Josue Alva
As dark clouds loomed over the city of Dallas and, with them, the roaring sounds of thunder and the sight of lightning, it was just a matter of time before rain came to ruin everyone’s pool time, grilling fun and boat parties. But over in Bishop Arts, there was a something happening that no rainstorm could stop: this year’s Margarita Madness.
No self-respecting Dallasite would dare miss an opportunity to imbibe competing concoctions from dozens of local restaurants, vote on them and help crown the winner just because the clouds outside made it look more like midnight instead of 4 p.m.
As I meandered through more than 30 restaurants’ samples of mouthwatering margarita madness with my tasting card, those pesky clouds brought a cool breeze, but soon the rain began. Few sought cover, but the true tequilaphiles – those who felt the rain and mentally transported to a pool party serving up endless flavors of margarita – stayed the course and continued on with sounds from DJ Tony Fernandez helping us in our journey.
There were so many options before me. Some were too spicy (habanero-infused) some were too sweet, some were memorable like the Angry Granny margarita at Mexican Sugar, which tasted like a spicy apple pie (second place for me). But only one would steal my heart: Veracruz Café served two different samples, a dessert-like peanut butter margarita, which was my absolute favorite (but that might be because I really love peanut butter and I was a bit hungry – either way, my favorite), and a carrot margarita that I found to be interestingly good (third place in my book).
I finished my Tour de Tequilaville around the same time the margaritas began to work their magic on the crowd, which went from being eager samplers to happy-faced dancers. As the evening ended, the tally from the text-messaged votes where counted and ready to be presented. The crowd’s fingers had spoken, and the title and honor of national champion (the nation in this scenario being the DFW area) went to Asador Restaurant’s Pineapple Mint Snow Cone margarita. They had a friendly staff pouring the drinks and made their booth unforgettable, with a summery theme. Good job, Asador.
The minds behind the Dallas Margarita Meltdown created a gem of an event – a way to get a great mix of people to enjoy a fun afternoon and discover new tastes from local restaurants and gyrate their bodies to both old-school music and new tunes in unison. The participating restaurants each brought a fun and unique spin on the margarita, and I would say they are each worth visiting for cocktail sampling.
Until next year, margarita lovers!