beer. lime. salt. tapatio. Worscheshireshirehshireshires sauce. (you know you can't spell it or say it either)
This was the first drink at the first restaurant in Maui. Every hour after that, we waited until we could go back for another one. Which is pretty similar to how we still feel about Maui...waiting to go back for more.
But in the meantime, this picture, this drink makes me really happy. And I fully recognize that this is the white girl version, with Stella Artois instead of Negro Modelo.
I've been waiting to make one here at home for myself because I fear it won't taste the same, and who wants to ruin a good thing, albeit perfect thing? Perhaps the breeze, the water, the mahalo, the Kobe beef cheeseburger, and the sea turtles swimming right outside the restaurant made this michelada what it is...and that's something I want to hold on to.
For now, I have this picture. And that makes me happy.
Done and done.
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