Staunch defenders of the Mambo will point to its alleged ‘stoutness’ as a virtue. Indeed, even speedier drinkers are likely to find that, after the first third of the drink is gone, the remainder is a loose, syrupy, reddish slush. But far too many times at various Mi Cocina locations, the drink comes out watery, which only exacerbates the margarita’s already-overdone sweetness. Personally, I use the ‘Straw Test ’ i.e., if your straw cannot easily stand upright by itself in the drink when served, the margarita is not sufficiently frozen. A frozen margarita-swirl or not-should be served at a temperature cold enough to ensure the drink is rich and relatively-thick when presented. What’s more, the drink’s consistency is often disappointing. An unfortunate byproduct of this is a sugar crash and accompanying feeling of bloat that almost-inevitably results in the hours after consumption. It’s obnoxiously sweet, likely a consequence of the sangria/Chambord swirl mix. If the tone of the review hasn’t given it away, let me be clear: The Mambo Taxi is overrated. Beginning each Thursday at 5 pm thousands of people (many of them attractive women with an unfortunate attachment to rompers) throughout the city can be heard asking each other those two, oh-so-Dallas questions: (1) “Happy Hour?!” (2) “Mambos!?” Menus at other Dallas Mexican restaurants actually refer to some of their own margaritas as “ o ur version of the Mambo Taxi,” the basic equivalent of “ sorry you’re not at Mi Cocina, we’ll try to make it up to you.” The drink has been on Conan. It’s a house frozen margarita-made with Sauza Silver Tequila-mixed with a swirl of sangria (and, depending on who you ask, Chambord), traditionally garnished with salt and a lime.ĭespite its basic ingredients, the drink’s popularity is extraordinary. To the uninitiated few, Mi Cocina is the Dallas Mexican food franchise of record and the Mambo Taxi is its bell cow. If you’re reading this blog, you’re likely familiar with both Mi Cocina and the Mambo Taxi. And the ‘movie’ is, in fact, a margarita called the Mambo Taxi. The Shape of Water is one of the greatest movies ever made. The cool, comforting wave of Stockholm Syndrome washes over your mind. Soon enough you’re nodding along with the crowd, smiling and laughing. You put the knowledge that The Shape of Water really isn’t very good into the deep recesses of your mind. So after initial resistance, you quiet your inner-critic and shelve these questions. You want to be invited back to this party. After all, you like dinner parties and you want friends. Has everyone lost their minds? Are the beautiful people, in fact, abject morons? Someone should say something- you should say something. More importantly, you’re not a tasteless rube. And you know to a moral certainty it’s not that great. Here’s the thing: you’ve seen this movie.
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