Mega Mango Margarita Madness
I meant to brag about this last week, but forgot to mention it on the blog. Today, there was a covert operation at work to go to Caesar’s for lunch. I’ve been to Caesar’s once before, for Phil and Charity’s wedding reception. And from that time, I learned about the potency of their margaritas.
Today, a big group of us (Cathie, Nicole, Matt, me, Joe, Phil, Mike, Derryl and Anthony) made our way to Belmont and did lunch Caesar’s style. If you are ever in Chicago, stop by this place and give your liver the four-start treatment it so desperately deserves. The margaritas at Caesar’s ROCK!
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| Everyone… this is a mega sized margarita. To be more accurate, it’s a frozen margarita. Specifically, it’s a mega mango frozen margarita.
It’s got a kick like a ninja donkey. Stealthy. And fucking strong.
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| We likes the mango. Phil and Mike, about to dig into their drinks.
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| Aaaaaand, here we are at Round 2. Matt, me, Joe (left), Phil (right) and Derryl stuck around for another drink. At this point, I was getting a bit splotchy (which sucked), and ended up having to just stop. Seriously – this was horrible timing. I ordered a second margarita, and ended up leaving it untouched save a few healthy sips.
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But. 
But, several test tubes of tequila arrived at our table, unexpectedly. They were a gift from our server, and on the house. The lunchtime crowd was really sparse, and since we had a big group… I think they wanted to give us a little love back. I have to say, they treat you RIGHT at Caesar’s. Good folks, and a good businessman who runs the place. Any establishment that takes such pains to ensure the happiness of its customers has definitely earned my patronage. In my mind, you can’t buy this kind of advertising… it only comes from satisfied clientele, and only helps solidify your good name. We threw down the tequila, talked a bit more, then hopped into a cab to get back to the Merchandise Mart. What a great lunch!
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