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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Hamburger Mary's; West Hollywood, California; June 9, 2008



The Spinsters were en route to another bar for a party, but, always dedicated to their cause, stopped off at Hamburger Mary's for some Margarita Field Research.

Amy tried the Versatile Margarita ($9), the less-yellow one, pictured above at right.

Limeyness: Present but not potent.

Saltiness: Very coarse, which is great for the rim, but not good for dissolving into a drink.

Presentation: Great, solid margarita glasses - not like those stupid cheap plastic ones you get at some "bars." The lime wedge, however, was floating in the drink, which insulted Amy's sense of control - some Spinsters prefer applying their own lime. Also, lime slices are always more aesthetically pleasing than wedges.

Strength: Edgy and cheap, but sometimes we like it rough. However, some needs were left unmet. By the end of the drink, this Spinster was feeling vaguely unsatisfied.

Texture: n/a (On the rocks).

If this margarita were a movie about Zorro, swarthy hypermasculine horseman, who would play Zorro? Judd Nelson from the Breakfast Club. A little bit rough, a little bit cheap, lacks staying power.

Overall Rating: Two out of five tequila worms.




Alexandra went for the Cadillac Margarita ($12), pictured on the left, and made with a slightly fancier, but not too fancy, tequila.

Limeyness: A goodly amount of lime, with a citrusy kick - yum, Grand Marnier!

Saltiness: Same as the Versatile Margarita.

Strength: Smooth, but packs a whallop. Gives it to you rough, but asks nicely first.

Texture: Rocks.

Zorro? Samuel L. Jackson - as stated above, pretty smooth, would ask you nicely, but give it hard.

Overall rating: Three out of five tequila worms.




The Spinsters then proceeded to The Normandie Room, a bar reknowned for its very girly, very large martinis. Our Spinsters, however, having decided that enough sugary drink had been consumed for one evening, went for basics. Amy had an impossible-to-fuck-up Corona, and Alexandra had a couple of easy-to-fuck-up-but-really-good-this-time-out gin martinis (Tanqueray, Two olives). And there was birthday cake for the fete of a Spinster associate.

Booze and cake! A highly productive evening.

Until next time, remember: men only make passes at girls with two glasses.

Yours,

The Inebriated Spinsters

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