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.
Spicy Margarita At Panchitos: Rumor Confirmed.