The Subtle Magesty of Neon-Lit Mexican Dives
It seems sort of nice when you don’t have to hear it. In a sign of America’s increased optimism in the face of non-retarded leadership the place was packed this weekend, and it definitely projected a melodious soundscape, rich in the tones of freedom and, umm, tequila.
Part of the reason that we’re trying to escape, however, is that La Carretta has become the least of it. There’s a new development going in right next to that venerable booze-house, and it’s going to be called, get this, “The Shops at Brooklyn Yards.” I guess there’s not a lot to add once that’s out of the way. Where was that tequila again?