Free Shot of Tequila
Indio, California: Did I forget to mention
Steve and Kris are here to have a little holiday away from snowy Denver and
to celebrate Steve's birthday? Steve is actually worse than DT about having attention
shown toward him. Both men just hate it when anyone wants to
congratulate them or throw them a birthday bash.
But today my brother had a little teeny spoiling. His friend came all the way
from San Diego to take Steve to lunch and later we planned a "pub crawl
except you really can't quite do that quite properly in
the area as only one of the sparse few breweries sell food.
We started our celebration at the
Backstreet Brewery, which is some-how connected to a co-joined pizza place.
Steve had a flight of their beers and then we moved on to
El Mexicali Cafe - the
original branch; on the railroad tracks - for his birthday dinner.
'Coz we're classy like that.
Y'all know we really like El Mexicali. They are unique. They are local. They
are 12 feet from a busy rail line, causing major jostling when a train
passes by... and a train passes by every ten minutes or so. And... they have
soy sauce on the tables. (The culture in Mexicali, Mexico is a blend of
Chinese immigrants who arrived to build irrigation canals.)
Since Steve hates attention, it didn't take DT 12 seconds to mention
to the owner that we were here to celebrate Steve's birthday. Oh Boy, did
the entire staff come to full attention.
First the owner insisted that Steve (who was drinking sparkling water after
his beer flight) enjoy a nice cocktail on the house. Steve said no, but
after much insistence, he agreed to a shot of tequila.
Of course, our table ordered the shrimp-stuffed yellow pepper appetizer made famous
in Mexicali - Chili Gueritos Rellanos de Camaron. The proper way to eat the
stuffed peppers is 1) drizzle with soy sauce 2) add a dash of mayo, and 3) give
a little squeeze of lemon juice, and eat. Steve proclaimed this a
perfect birthday treat.
had chicken tacos because I could eat chicken tacos every day.
After our meal... when we asked for the check.. is when it all seemed to fall
apart. Out of nowhere appeared a live band, singing girls, a platter with leche
flan, a birthday candle and a photographer.
That is soda water - not tequila
It was like we were in Las Vegas... if Las Vegas happened to be by the train
tracks in Indio.
Maracas. I forgot about the maracas. The staff handed-out maracas for
everyone to shake while the band sang Happy Birthday to my baby
Poor Steve was pretty-much mortified. Everyone in the restaurant singing to
him (the band referred to my brother as "Panchito") was breaking his
attention-resistance barometer. Just as the excitement died down and we
polished-off his free dessert, the staff presented Steve with a very cute
photo - of Steve and Kris during the singing portion of the evening - in a
custom-made El Mexicali wooden frame. (Kris is shaking a maraca in the photo!) Wow, so cute. We were blown-away by
the amazing souvenir/gift. Thank you, El Mexicali Cafe!
After the bill was paid and we were in the car on the way back to the RV resort,
we noticed Steve's tequila was on the tab. (We are assuming this was an error in
their accounting department?)
How could we top-off a fabulous birthday celebration night? A night cap in
the resort bar of course.
We closed the joint down.
Until my next update, I remain, your wild correspondent.
RV PARK: The
Motorcoach Country Club
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