Margaritas are my favourite cocktail. My decline and fall started when I was about 20, and I fell in love with a girl from Santa Cruz, and she introduced me to bars which serve guacamole and corn chips with pitchers of Margaritas. Every day I would go, and best of all I would love the sensation of walking out, pissed, in the California sun, and eating a cheap milk chocolate bar. Bliss!
Pacificos is, or was, very much a second best experience, but still, very good.
That sounds like heaven!