I love Mexican food and am pretty good at making it myself but somehow, like most ethnic foods, it never tastes the same when I make it. We went to Las Botanas for Mexican. It was a lovely night and we were seated outside so that was nice. The food was good, I could have lived with a lot less avocado on my tacos but generally it was nice, good food. What wasn’t good, though, were the margaritas.
My Mexican food may not win any prizes but I guarantee my margaritas would beat the miserable Kool-aid drinks they were serving. It almost feels like it’s a joke. “Oh, these stupid gringos won’t realize we’re serving Wyler’s lemonade.”