Maggie villa was born in Tequila, Mexico in 1895 on Cinco de Mayo. Her mother, the wife of the Mexican Irish ambassador was rumored to have left her husband for her lover the notorious revolutionary bandit, El General Pancho Villa. Under their watchful care she lived a sheltered life as a Nina. As she blossomed into womanhood with her mother's flaming Irish hair and her ample latin assets, the voluptuos beauty had no trouble attracting the attention of many an Hombre, but none dared approach except one..... Rico "El Suave" Rita was a captain in her father's army. Dashing, handsome, adventurous, masculine and virile he was described by many as being MUY MACHO.... women offered teir virtue to him everywhere he went and he beng the caballero, would never rfuse their generosity. Durig fiesta celebrating St. Patrick's day in 1913 he was introduced to the Irish/Latina Maggie. The moment their eyes met they knew it was love at first sight. With the blessing of El General, Maggie and Rico were married that very same day. Esa noche Maggie finally experienced the touch of a man. Sadly the ext morning Rico left his new bride to lead his men i the battle for the ancient Aztec pueblo of Xi-Xi Munchas where he was lured into a booby trap, captured and hng from his neck until dead. Needless to say Maggie was devastated. She couldn't understand why the only man she had ever loved had been taken from her, leaving her to vow that she would never again be with another until she was reunited with the spirit of her beloved Rico. In her desperate attempts to overcome her greif Maggie visited many a brujo & bruja seeking a way t contact her departed lover. During a seance she was told that the only way the spirit of her Rico could return was the way it had left. She was to find a man who had suffered the fate of her Rico , but had lived to tell about it. Tired of traveling and searchng the world, Maggie decided to open a place int he village of Houston de Tejas, where virile, macho men would gather to eat, drink and be merry, lured by the hopes of meeting all the beautiful senoritas in attendance. Here Maggie spent the rest of her days unable to fulfill her destiny for amongst all these men full of lifeshe was never to find her amor "El Suave", for no man was ever able to prove that he too had been hung like her Rico! This is how Maggie Rita's bar and grill was born. PS: It is said tat every night during the happy hour after one as enjoyed a teqila followed by the juice of a lime, a virile, macho man will feel a sensation resembling hands searching for signs that they were hung like Rico. Beautiful Senoritas however, report that after they have sampled the same, they experience a tingle in their hands followed by a feeling of being possessed by the ghost of La Maggie. There is a creepy drawing of 'Maggie' on the front of the menu and that story by the drinks. (yes i stole a menu, but i'm framing it and keeping it in my kitchen for 'Rita' nights.) So this pace was amazing. We caught happy hour and after 2 Rico Ritas and 3 Maggie Ritas the bunch of us all felt excellent. The group consisted of Brey, Jyoti, Amy, Richard, Nkrumah and yours truly. This rivals quarter nights in Huntsville for being best tuesday ever. We wandered all around West Alabama and eventually made it home this morning. It was a wonderful way to bring back the single Brey. Yep, you heard right, he's been single since monday.... Lets see if he can make a week....... :) | 
