Last night I went to dinner with Sara to El Mirasol. We both were wanting a margarita and where do you go in San Antonio for a good one? Well, according to me you go to either El Mirasol or La Fogata.
It was a beautiful evening. We sat out on the patio and just talked and enjoyed our drinks. The poor waiter kept coming over to our table to see if we were ready to order. We were not. We hadn't even looked at the menus. Finally 25 minutes later and 6 attempts to take our order we decided to pause the talking and make a decision.
We finished our drinks right when our food came out. Sara contemplated ordering another one, wondering out loud if they would let her order 1/2 a margarita. I told her that I could share one with her. I mean, that's what real friends do, right?
We ordered one more margarita for us to share and the waiter said, "ok...be right back". We bowed our heads and I started to say the blessing. Toward the end of my prayer, the waiter, who obviously saw that we were praying but didn't care blurted out loud, "Frozen or on the rocks?" I slowly looked up at him and said, " 'on the rocks'. -- ....and thank you, Lord for this time with Sara and this meal. Amen."
Wow, I've never ever said "on the rocks" in a prayer. First time for everything. Thank you, God for Margaritas!
Breathing the Name of God
1 month ago
4 comments:
That's funny. Sounds like a good evening...glad you were able to get out and have a margarita! I alway vote for La Fogata, but I've never been to the other one. :) I'll have to try it sometime.
Now that was funny! Just read it out loud to Amy, who giggled.
Ahem, need I warn you young ladies about the dangers of El Mirasol margaritas?
I hope not.... :D
There is nothing wrong for being thankful for Margaritas!
Amen to that!
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