On my 21st birthday, many years ago, the shot everyone chose to buy me to “celebrate” was tequila. The 2-day hangover I experienced resulted in me not even being able to get near a margarita or the smell of tequila without having flashbacks of that dreadful night…until last week. I figure if I was going to jump back on the margarita wagon there would be no better place than San Antonio! I enjoyed my 1st margarita after a dry spell of, well, 17 years and it was GOOD!