L.A., In Margarita Mode
Swept up in a tidal wave of tequila, we ride out the best of the city’s quintessential cocktail.
Los Angeles has always been a fun place to quaff cocktails. The sunshine seems to permeate the darkest corners of the most dubious dives. But when we first embarked on our months long bar hop, we never expected to be swept up in a tidal wave of Margaritas—and gleefully so.
Rising Star Bartender Yael Vengroff of The Spare Room even slides a decoy surfboard into her Margarita variation, The Sex Wax. These days, L.A. practically has a salt rim, and what better way to explore the pockets of personality and idiosyncrasy that is the L.A. bar scene than atop a wave of agave spirits.