So for all of you who think we only order food in excess within this group, I give you this week’s entry in the alcoholic drink category.
Because nothing screams “I’ve had myself A DAY” like this little tribute to tequila and alcoholism, no?
For real, beware when you order a “large margarita” at Coyote’s – because that was not at all what we expected when the server approached the table with Shane’s order. I think I caught a smile on the server’s face when we all burst out laughing, so I’m also guessing we aren’t the first to have that reaction.
Meanwhile Ted and I opted for the margarita flights – because that’s a thing, apparently, and who doesn’t want to try four different delicious flavors of frozen alcoholic beverages? Especially when presented with all of these delightful options on the menu.
I chose strawberry mango, berry lime, mango and blueberry.
Ted chose blueberry, strawberry mango, guava, pina colada.
Now probably if you put all four of those into one glass it would equal about the same size as Shane’s – but we won’t talk about that, and just think of Ted and I as the lesser alcoholics this evening.
They had margarita flavors on the monthly specials menu that weren’t included in the flights but also sounded good, including a “flaming” margarita which seemed especially intriguing. Do they light it on fire? Or is it just really spicy? They also had one listed as cherry / jalepeno – which when I asked turned out to be two separate drinks. Ok. I mean together I was interested but separate they also sounded equally as good. Also couldn’t we give them each their own lines on the menu just to avoid this scenario?
Inquiring minds would like answers please.
Shane apparently had a momentary shift into a 90 year old and labeled our server as a “straight shooter” after her extremely honest menu recommendations.
He got the fajita quesadilla after asking about that or the burrito grande.
I mean, given that’s his go-to order at most Mexican restaurants, I’m not entirely surprised.
But then he also ordered a side of rice.
And also – because I bet you thought, hey, these guys are at a Mexican place this week, they must’ve given up on that streak where someone orders burgers and/or wings, right?
Nope, here’s Shane’s side order of wings.
Remember that alcohol makes him hungry, and reference the photo of the giant margarita if you need to make this more plausible.
And also just remember we like food.
Shane loved his fajita quesadilla. He placed it in his top three of all time fajita quesadillas, which is a list I’m sure everyone holds dear to their hearts.
He also had to take his wings home. Perhaps that was overkill?
Also does that still count on our streak if they weren’t actually consumed that evening?
We may never know.
Our server must have something against the burrito grande because I asked her opinion about ordering either that or the item from on the specials menu that was four mini quesadillas with pork. She very vehemently said the mini quesadillas were her choice, stating that they were “different” but really good. I mean, that’s non specific, but I was still sold.
Maybe because she also said she thought I would like them. Apparently I have that “adores mini quesadillas” look about me.
I’m taking pride in the fact that my dinner was the only one of ours that arrived on one plate and was able to be photographed in one frame. #goals
My meal was good – it was interesting as the server warned, but not in a bad way, if that makes sense. The sauce that was on the side was very spicy and kind of smoky flavored – and I donated it to Ted at some point because he was the only one at the table who really cared for it. It should also be noted that the mini quesadillas were actually more like soft tacos than anything else. But hey, gives them a fancy name if you want – they were still good.
And filling. I took one and a half of them home.
Ted got the Coyote special, which is a fajita platter with three meats – chicken, steak and shrimp.
Ted said he could’ve just had the meat and veggie part of his meal and given up all the other extra stuff. Because it was a lot of food.
I’m sensing a theme here.
In any case, we were all very happy with our meals. And our drinks. I think I liked the blueberry one the best, and Ted was torn between the blueberry and the guava. Shane only had the one flavor, but it’s safe to say he enjoyed it as well since he did actually finish the entire thing.
Overall, this pick was a huge win. And yes I mean as huge as the Margarita glass. The one bad thing we did observe was that the server made the cardinal sin of just assuming we were done and bringing the checks to the table when she cleared out plates instead of asking us if we wanted anything else. So I guess the moral here is that one margarita as large as your head is the cutoff point, Shane.
Picked by: Ted
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