There’s only one place I drink the Dos Equis: the great local Mexican resturant. A friend absolutely loves this place and goes at least twice a week. It’s become a habit—or a tradition, if we’re being positive—that we get lunch there after we finish teaching on Friday. Three of us almost always show up and there are a few that occasionally come. Since I’m being a good vegetarian the place has lost some appeal since their vegetarian options leave a bit to be desired. I did, however, have a rice-bean-spinach burrito the size of a baby’s head. The problem is, while I do like beans (probably more than the next guy), refried beans don’t get me all in a tizzy.
What does get me in a tizzy, though, are 32 oz frosted mugs of XX for $3.25 with a lime wedge for garnish. Scrumptious.
I think it’s the amber version of XX. Like most things, I can’t be all that objective about it since I don’t think I’ve ever drank this beer outside of a Mexican restaurant. At very least, I can say it goes down real nice with a basket of complimentary tortilla chips and chunky salsa. Unfortunately, everyone likes the chunky salsa and the blended salsa doesn’t get touched. We’ve taken to asking for our own bowls of chunky salsa at the outset, and there has been far less unhappiness at the table.
So, Dos Equis. Good beer for Mexican food. Better than Corona.