Rumor Confirmed: Spicy Panchitos Marg Is Real

As promised, I braved the recent wintery mix to confirm or deny the rumor that Panchitos is now offering a jalapeno margarita.

I took to the ‘Cullough streets Friday night, because I could NOT wait any longer to find out the truth.  Speaking of truths, here’s one: I have never been to Panchitos on a Friday night.
LET ME TELL YOU. Panchitos was in her element. There was a 30 minute wait, but luckily they have expanded their lobby seating aka they are rolling 3 rows deep in chairs against the wall.

I’m sorry that people are so jealous of me… but I can’t help it that I’m so popular, said Gretchen Wieners Panchitos.

Hello Friday mariachis and lots of people celebrating birthdays!

I know I was there for the spicy marg, but seeing as I had never been to Panch on a Friday night and we had a 30 minute wait after all, my trusty accomplice and I ordered Friday’s drink special, the mythical pain killer, to start off the night.

That thing was a beast of pineapple, liquor, and a caramel rim covered in shredded coconut.  Did you know you can choose to have it frozen or on the rocks. I chose rocks. My pain was killed. Immediately.

We sat down with our pain killing goblets and mingled with the high-spirited Friday Panchers as we waited. We met one man who we swapped “why we love San Antonio” stories with. Luckily, as that conversation got weirder and more intrusive, our name was called.

Now down to business: spicy marg.

I turned quickly to the beverages page on the menu and there she was.

Confession: I do not remember the drink’s actual name. Maybe shouldn’t have started off with that painkiller… I don’t know.

I DO know that the name was definitely NOT called “Spicy Margarita” or “Jalapeno Margarita.” It was something sillier, like “Burning Margarita” or “Sizzlin’ Margarita.” What’s in a name? That which we call a marg by any other name would taste as sweet.
And i loved it.

The kick was certainly there! AND I guess because of the spicy kick, they made the marg sweeter than I usually like them. But because of the spicy, it worked for me.

AND there’s an actual jalapeno slice in there! What.
All to say, we got patron shots after to celebrate how good it was.

Spicy Margarita At Panchitos: Rumor Confirmed. 


Gossip Folks

Do you hear that? It’s the soft whispers of rumors delicately floating around the ‘Cullough.

Rumor 1: Jalapeno Margarita at Panchitos
If you’ve been to a bar lately, you know spicy drinks are a thing. I even dabbled in making my own habenero infused vodka a year ago (it was awesome, mix it with cucumber vodka and die with good feels).
But I never thought Panchitos would attempt to follow this trendy trend.
As this is just a rumor, I haven’t seen or tasted this margarita, but my source (thanks, Frohoho) said that it was pretty good and they even do some sort of chili powder rim.
Don’t expect this marg to be a classic Panchy $2. Rumor has it that the jalapeno margarita clocks in at around $7, which is pretty standard anywhere else.

This is a rumor I hope to confirm within 7 days.

Rumor 2: It’s going to snow tomorrow
Those are snowflakes for Friday’s picture, people! Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day Snow day!
All the seasons in one week. We are so lucky, San Antonio!
Companion rumor: Sunday is sunny and 75.

Rumor 3: Patty Mills like coffee
Yes, it’s been confirmed  that Spurs guard Patty Mills may like to drink coffee.
He was spotted at Local Coffee’s Pearl location last weekend(thanks again, Froyoyoha). His beverage of choice was unknown, but it’s likely it was some sort of coffee drink. They do have chai tea at Local but he doesn’t seem like the type.

If anyone has any information about any of the rumors listed above, feel free to share! There is nothing I like more than a little hot ‘Cullough goss!
Except for maybe this song and video:

Jumping Rope at the Post Office

Remember when I spent a morning at the US. Post Office?

Well as it turns out, our little-slice-of-weird Post Office can be used for other purposes.

Purposes more athletic in nature.

I’ve seen boys skate boarding there after hours.

So yesterday I thought, maybe I’ll go jump rope in the parking lot. It’s after 5PM. Traffic in and out of the lot has slowed. The asphalt is a good surface to get my jump on.

So I ventured over.
And low and behold I jumped rope for about 20 minutes (not without stopping, I’m not thaaaat good. YET).

No one bothered me, no cat calls, no cats. My land lord actually stopped by my new gym to say hi while walking his 2 small “water dogs”. This is when LL dropped the bomb that he sold our house……….
BUT DON’T WORRY we don’t have to move. The new LLs seem pretty cool. I met them when they toured our house unannounced as they all do (To be fair, LL had sent a warning text THIS time but it was to Roy who was out of town, not me. He thinks we are the same person). Current LL says the new LLs were even talking about doing some repairs AKA we are about to be on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. Can you imagine?

Anyways, I said bye to LL and continued jumping. No other interruptions.

Moral of the story: The Post Office can be used for more than just a sunset back drop.
I think I’ll use the Post Office gym more frequently now. We could start a group jump rope class….any takers? My mom can mail me my boom box.

The Historic St. Mary’s Strip Strut

Hello big world! The ‘Cullough is back after a nice holiday break. The last few weeks on McCullough Ave can be described in a few words: Guidos, champagne, cold, baking, Guidos.

Now that you’re all caught up, let’s talk about last Friday’s adventure.

Friday, January 10th, 2014 marked the first annual historic St. Mary’s Strip Strut. You know, that thing where you and your friends walk from one end of the St. Mary’s strip to the other, stopping at all* the bars on the way.

St. Mary’s Strip Strut Official Rules:
The strip strut must be completed by a minimum of 1 person. If in a group, not every group member has to buy a drink at each bar. Also, as long as you are inside a bar for longer than 57 seconds, that counts as an official strip strut stop. * Stopping at all the bars on N. St. Mary’s is not necessarily a requirement to successfully complete the strip strut. Places that make more than approximately 50% of their profit from food items, like Tycoon Flats and Candlelight, are not required stops on the strip strut and can be visited or not at the challengers discretion. Live music venues, like White Rabbit and Limelight, are also not required stops along the strut. Challenger discretion is advised. No matter the order of the bars, more than three-fourths of your group must order and consume pickle shots at Hi Tones. No Exceptions. Individuals who do not comply with the pickle shot rule will not receive their certificate of completion. 

We arrived at our first stop, Faust, at about 9PM.
This place, as I always say, is very underrated. Our bartender semi-apologized for charging The Cake $3.50 for her gin and ginger because she wanted ginger beer and not ginger ale.  Never apologize for selling someone a mixed drink under $4. Rule number 1. Rule number 2: Faust is awesome.
I recently read an article that ranked San Antonio as the #8 least hipster city in the United States (Portland was ranked most hipster, big surprise). But I think I know where SA’s tiny (but growing?) hipster sect hangs…Faust. Plaid Plaid Plaid, y’all.

Next, we said good-bye to cheap drinks and strut over to TBA, where the prices are higher but the drinks are weirder. Bingo got a drink that combined scotch, an IPA, and something else I forgot (blood?). It was OK.
No, those aren’t my friends in the picture. But they looked fun.

TBA was busy as per usual. The lingering question remained: Why does everyone look so fancy? Did all these people come here after an event? OR is fancy the dress code here and they put blood in Bingo’s scotch + IPA drink because of his (our) violation?

Before I could really think about this too much, it was time to move on.

Next: The Mix. We stayed approximately 58 seconds. It was crowded. There was a band. It smelled like a wet towel that had fallen in the toilet. I don’t hate The Mix, but it just wasn’t our scene that night.
Hiding in the room with the pool tables, we thought about hanging out in the TV/MakeOut room, but someone was reading in there so we decided not to disturb him/her.

Next: Joey’s. Joey’s is my personal favorite. No one looks fancy. No wet towel smell. Friendly bartenders, fried food, pizza. We got drinks, met up with a few other colleagues,  and strut up to our VIP lounge to look down upon our kingdom.
Love Joey’s. I could have stayed longer but we had to complete the strip strut.

Next: Hi Tones.

Yes, there was a cover. But the sweet-talking Froha got our group in for cheaper because it was Roy’s birthday eve! Big bouncers have big hearts.

Pickle shot time!!!!! We timed it perfectly that when we all got our pickle shots, the clock had just struck midnight, ringing-in a new year of magic and adventures for Roy!
Preforming at Hi Tones was a local hip hop group, Chisme. And they were great. Heads were bobbin’. I think I even “made some noise” when they asked us to. Note to self: investigate the SA hip hop scene.

After Hi Tones, our group split up. Half went to Limelight for a bit and half strut home. I had to wake up at 7:30AM the next day so I needed to hop on that ZZZ train.

All in all, the historic St. Mary’s Strip Strut was a success. It’s always good to take the pulse of the bars in the ‘Cullough area.

As the old saying goes,
Know bars, know you. No bars, no you