As far as restaurant/bars are concerned, Newport’s El Ranchito really isn’t that special. The smoking patio is too cramped, the tacos are too spicy, and the margaritas? They’re too . . . strong? Deadly? Vomit launch-y? Whatever. They’re definitely too something. And it’s probably because they’re on tap.
Let’s repeat that: margaritas. On tap.
I know: Who, outside of a binge-drinking Tri Delt majoring in product design, could come up with such an idea? More important, who, outside of a binge-drinking Tri Delt majoring in product design—and minoring in Sig Ep, ba dum—would ever appreciate it?
...and it goes on in that vein. The author sounds like she just finished listening to a Lewis Black marathon rant and can't wait to get back to the bar for more margaritas. On tap.
ORANGE COUNTY WEEKLY OC Weekly: Summer List: Tapping Margarita
