A few weeks back, I visited Tequila. Yes folks, Tequila is a town and it’s awesome 😅
Tequila is located about an hour from Guadalajara, the capital of Jalisco. The town is full of “haciendas” where people live, work, and make the drink we all know and love 🥰
Now, before you crack open that bottle of Casamigos and raise a toast, let me tell you about its history and folklore 👨🏻🏫
Legend has it that the natives would harvest blue agave plants, cut off the leaves to create roofs, and toss the bulbs into a giant pit 🍈
One night, a storm ravaged the village and lighting struck the pit, searing the agave bulbs, and boiling its contents⚡️
A woman investigated the pit and learned there was juice inside the agave bulbs. The natives began to bottle it, drink it, and occasionally went blind 😳
The church came along and showed the natives how to distill the blindness-inducing chemicals apart from the delicious tequila ⚗️
Since they couldn’t sell it, they licensed the recipe to a man named José Cuervo, who peddled the “wine of tequila” in Guadalajara, and this is how tequila was born 🙌
Okay, I’m skipping over a lot of details here, but I’m sipping Tequila at the moment so let’s not get lost in the details 😅
Whether you buy the legend or not, there’s no denying that life is better with a cold margarita or two on a hot summer day 🍹
It’s also true that most of us drink Tequila wrong (myself included), and that there’s so much rich history to be enjoyed in every glass - so sip it, my friends. Don’t shoot it 😅
And if you’d like to learn more about Tequila, or enjoy a tasting where I teach you how to drink it without making that ugly Tequila face, it would be my pleasure 😎
You just have to find wherever in the world I happen to be and buy the bottle (your treat, of course) 😅
Now, raise a toast, my friends, and tell me your favorite Tequila story 🥃
¡Salud!