Martha Stewart Living (July 2012)
There's a Mexican place around the corner from our apartment. It actually serves authentic Oaxacan food -- think organic duck in a mole sauce or Oaxacan queso topped with fried grasshoppers.
And there's something about the place that is oh so tempting every single time we walk by. (No, it's not the grasshoppers.) It's their margarita menu. Every day the place features a different flavored margarita, temptingly described on a chalk sign out front.
Blackberry margaritas. Blood orange margaritas. Prickly pear margaritas.... Have we mentioned that we have to walk past this place every day on the way home from work? Somebody should give us a medal for not dropping in every single night.
Bad news, though: The margarita temptation has now followed us home.
