one of my favorite things to do with visitors is to take them to el sombrero, affectionately known as "the hat." there you could get frozen margaritas convenient doled out in to-go cups. on a balmy day, there is nothing more delightful than people watching from a stoop in the LES or taking a stroll through downtown while sucking on the sweet-tart slush of what were margaritas from the hat. i am not saying that they were the greatest margaritas in the world but there was something truly special about them beyond their portability. not to mention that they packed a mean buzz: 2 could get you drunk, 3 and you'd be on the floor, 4-- and it was questionable if you were coming back.
oh hat--i have had first dates with your margaritas and last dates with your margaritas.
you have seen me through good summers and bad.
you made the streets our own.
but now i will have to settle for your margaritas from the inside and watch the first breaths of summer from your windows.
oh hat. i will miss. we all will miss you.
Thanks for the memories hat.