coming soon - margaritas!

friday.
dinner and drinks after work.
delicious and necessary.
so, it's 5pm and my friend and i are ready to unwind.
we go to las palapas. a mexican restaurant. now with that said, one would assume, that a mexican restaurant with a spanish name and a staple in san antonio culture would be a homerun. wrongggg. we are determined to try a dos rita. we have been told that this restaurant has them. now, perhaps we should have been specific and verified if this specific location served them. perhaps...but i refuse to take blame for this incident.
we are excited, anxious and two seconds away from hoisting our fists in the air to celebrate surviving the week when the waitress comes up to us and asks what we want. and what do we want? a flippin' dos rita, lady! i ask her for one and she looks at me as if i have ordered something in german. bad start. she then tells me that they don't carry them, don't carry margaritas of any kind, and that they don't even carry draft beer. what the deuce??! at this point we ask her to leave us alone for a minute. we couldn't even look at her but we felt obligated to eat the chips and salsa, which happened to be tasty. no dos rita?? our entire evening was de-reiled. as we are dealing with our shock and disappointment we glance up and see a sign that read: coming soon margaritas! seriously? as if margaritas were new to mexican culture? might as well have had a sign that read: coming soon - ice cubes in your drinks!
we venture on to chacho's. yes, they have dos ritas here. they better have them. if they didn't, i was about to move to alabama and then at least i would be happy to go to any mexican restaurant and settle for whatever they served. so, we get our dos ritas and the bartender didn't give us a damn cherry in our drinks. yes, it is trivial. i don't care, i deserved a little flair. i noticed that we didn't get cherries because some other customers that had ordered from the main counter got cherries and other fruity delights in their drinks. i am sure there was ample room for a stupid little bowl of cherries for our drinks. we also had pina coladas and no cherries! now, THAT drink was not the same without a cherry in it. my drink looked like a big glass of frozen ensure or oatmeal without it. despite its lack of island innocence, they were good drinks. good laughs. good music. we were still happy. we did not give up and we were rewarded and i was able to stay in san antonio.