I sent the text to my dear wife Karen at mid-afternoon, figuring she’d warm to my suggestion when she’d find a moment to peek at her iPhone 6 at her job at SMG.
How about keeping the meat loaf cooling an extra day in the fridge and taking a run out to celebrate Cinco de Mayo?
Text arrival tone.
Karen had a margarita on her mind, her text enthused.
Have I ever mentioned that our friend Lori has given my dear wife the nickname Margarita? No, not solely delicious drink directed, but also because Karen’s middle name happens to be the beautiful but apparently hard to remember Marietta.
But I digress.
She pulled into the driveway of our cherished Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, came in so we could retreat to the backyard for a few minutes of play with Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, and freshened up so she could continue to be way overdressed compared to my shorts and T-shirt. I threw on a baseball cap to sharpen my look a tad.
Off we went three blocks to James Street and Chadwick’s.
Bartender Beth said hell, yes, she was ready to make a special margarita for Karen. Her pour from the bottle of Beringer’s Cabernet Sauvignon for me was pretty darn great as well.
It was a good call on my part, this trip to our local sports bar for Cinco de Mayo. The crowd was thin on a Tuesday around the start of the 7 p.m. games, but Billy the owner was manning the kitchen, and Beth was her fun and talkative self, and the couple sitting to our immediate left joined in the conversation, too.
We eyed the bar food menu thoroughly before deciding on a share-’em combo of cheese quesadilla and sweet chili chicken wings. Our friend Michelle texted Karen that she was on her way to join us. Then her cousin Jason texted her that he was on his way to join us. That gave us two of the four founding Martins of the famed winter Martin Fest, we explained to Veronica and Dave as they smiled about that hootenany that runs in the downtown parking lot the same time as the official Syracuse Winter Fest. If they remember, I have a feeling they’ll show next February. Jason and Beth know each other, it turns out. Of course they do.
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We were home in plenty of time to spend another couple of minutes in the backyard with Ellie B without worrying about disturbing Good Neighbor Tim and his Wonderful Wife Lorraine across the fence. I knew I was in Loud Mark Mode. Or maybe Karen had reminded me.
The meat loaf awaits a normal seis de Mayo Wednesday night.
Did you do anything to celebrate Cinco de Mayo, and if so, what? Do you appreciate a margarita, and if so, which is your favorite brand of tequilla? Which is your favorite photo, and why?