Last night Dave and ventured out for Mexican food. There are two “real” Mexican restaurants in town, Casa Lopez and Rio Grande, and one pseudo-Mexican, worker-owned, organic and local, sustainable, blah blah blah, called Casa Nueva. Casa Nueva is about the only place in town that’s suitable on Friday or Saturday nights, so we decided to try one of the “real” Mexican places.
We went to Casa Lopez because we would pass the video store on the way there and be able to return ‘Man on Wire’ (which was excellent, by the by). Of course we forgot the DVD, so no luck with that mission, but we did get to Casa Lopez. There was only one other car in the parking lot (it was almost 9 on a Monday) and the wait staff greeted us heartily. They asked what we wanted to drink to which I replied, “a beer, please.”
The guy looked at me and said, dead pan, “Oh, sorry, no beer here.” And I started laughing, because, really, what Mexican restaurant doesn’t serve beer and margaritas?
Apparently, Casa Lopez in Athens, Ohio. No alcohol permit allowed, or something like that.
It really pained us to leave, because the place looked like it needed the business, but we were sort of in the mood for beer with our meal, so we made the trek to the other Mexican restaurant, Rio Grande. Which was good, and did serve alochol.
I’m just amazed at some of the things that are wrong with this town, sometimes.
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